It's funny. For a moment, all the hurt is forgotten, and this of all things is what does it. Jumblie picks up on it too, settling even more onto Inigo's other shoulder, sensing the warmth blossoming in his heart. She's learning too that this is what makes Inigo happy. The chance to help someone else out. He sucks at making himself happy, or imagining happy things for himself, but.. if there's even one person he can help, especially someone important to him, that's enough to shove all the hurt aside for a moment. All the thoughts of people who've left him gone, replaced by the feeling of Roland here with him as Inigo, in turn, wraps his arms around the man as well.

And smiles as he hears him agree.

"Yes."

Of course it's not that easy. Nothing is even sure. He doesn't know if this is something Naga can do, other than the fact that he wants to desperately believe it. And even besides that, there's so many logistics to figure out about all this.

But that doesn't matter. It'll fall into place somehow, even if Inigo has to hold it all together with his own two hands. What matters is Roland actually accepting the help - which is a big, important step to begin with.

"It'll all be alright, somehow. We will fix things. You're never alone."

Maybe those are the exact words Inigo ought to get through to himself, to grant himself, and yet he's too dumb and set in his ways to realise that. Instead he just does what he can - grant them to someone else.