He brushed more hair over her ear and pulled back enough to look at her face. Richard knew her feelings in regards to Rey, more than knew how she would feel when he pointed out what the other woman had done. The fact that the option had been there for Rey to weaponize the past had been the catalyst for the fight, but it had blown into far more than it had started as. Still, Richard didn't want to dwell on the past; he didn't want others to dwell on his past either.

And yet, Jeff knowing felt safe. The other man had demons in his past and seemed to understand what shouldn't be said and done with certain knowledge. Not that he would ever tell either Jeff or Alex that.

"It's, fine." It came out more as if he had still been mulling it over. He had been, after all. But it was right. Jeff was fine; he wouldn't do the same and, against Richard's attempts, he trusted the man. "Jeff knowing is fine." It was permission in its own way. Alex could tell Jeff anything she wanted and Richard had promised not to get angry about it. She needed at least one outlet to tell everything that had happened to; even if that everything involved his estranged wife and the belief that Richard was going to bring about the end of days.