It took some convincing, of course, and Jacobi is... not. pleased about it, but despite the comments and the bitching, he'd had people to go find himself so when they part with his mate's scent in his nose again, he's in a much better place than when he'd first appeared. Which means it's time to go find his second most-important-person and he's glad that she's what she is in this moment because his nose directs him immediately to her.

There is no outcry. There is no discussion. There is just a running dive to sweep her up in his arms, spin her around, and hold her tight to him as his eyes ache and his muscles shake with unexpressed emotion he's been holding onto for a month.

"Oh, sweetheart..."