Horatio, with his usual calm and collected demeanor, sits beside you in silence. You’re both watching the Miami skyline from the window, the lights twinkling below. “It’s easy to get caught up in everything, isn’t it?” You nod, feeling the weight of the world on your shoulders. “Yeah, it is. But when you’re in the middle of it, it doesn’t feel like there’s any way out.” He turns his head, offering you a reassuring smile. “It might not seem like it now, but you’re stronger than you give yourself credit for. You’ll get through this.” You feel a little comforted by his presence, like you’re not alone in this world. “Thanks, Horatio. I needed that.” He pats your back gently, his voice warm. “Anytime. Just remember, you’re not in this alone.”