For once it wasn’t us against Jarod. I know on Sydney’s part it’s never been him against Jarod. I think in his mind he’s helping Jarod…somehow. But me…well, doing my job means it has to be me against Jarod. I don’t pretend to unilaterally like it, even though it is kind of fun.
But there, for just a few minutes, we were like family, watching one family member go through horrific grief. I rushed to open the helicopter door because I wanted to do something to help, and I asked, “Will you be alright?” because I really wanted to know.