He doesn't say anything. Just goes over and settles down next to Jedao.

He doesn't think it's a good idea to force conversation on this one, somehow. Just doesn't seem right. Or, hell, maybe it's Amos's presence, reminding Holden that sometimes you can just sit in silence near someone for a while, and then your problems feel less shitty.

He follows Jedao's gaze. Breathtaking; nothing like it to remind him how beautiful space can be. Wonders why Jedao picked it, in particular, if it's somewhere he's been, some special association. He doesn't ask.