"Your meddling helps people, though. It helped me." He nodded in the direction he'd come from earlier. "When you met me, I was closer to being John and anything... and you helped me. You probably saved me." Jack smiled at him and ran a hand through his damp hair.

"We all make mistakes, I guess is what I'm trying to say... And if you tell me that I shouldn't let mine bother me, then you shouldn't let yours, either. Sound like a fair trade"