Sarah doesn't know what she needs, which is why she shakes her head, incapable of speaking.

She doesn't know what she needs, but she's said that already, and she can't bring herself to say it again. The words simply don't leave her lips, and her throat feels too tight for it anyway. His hand is falling down when Sarah finally reaches for it, locking their fingers together. Her eyes sting with those tears as she looks at their hands, and how that has always made sense; her hand in his hand, their fingers twined tightly together. It still makes sense.

Her eyes are burning with big, fat tears as she looks up at him.

"Cora invited me to stay with her, so I'll - that's where I'll be. If you need me, too. Anything at all, I'm -"

She wants to be there for him, too. She feels the exact same he does. She wants to do what she can, even if they're not together, and that's - that's what it comes down to. Even before they were ever involved romantically, they were Sarah and Jeremy. That's the one sentiment that keeps ringing in her head, so she just blurts it out, the words rushing out of her like a waterfall. "I just miss my best friend, Jeremy. And I really want him back."

So if he ever finds him again, maybe he can let her know.