Jon settles, visibly; the touch does wonders for the nerves that were escalating faster than he could catch up with. It's hard to feel like there is another way, especially right now, but Daisy is here. Clearly, she's alive.

He's got the knee-jerk impression that it's easier to side-step feeding the Hunt properly, but even if that were the case, she's the only one who's truly heard him out, and still believed there to be an alternative. Even after he's laid it all out, there's no sense of just figure it out coming from her.

"What other way is there, though? I-I don't even know where to begin. I'm worried that I've gone and--- made it an unsolvable problem, by letting myself fall this far out of hand. Turned myself into an obligate monster, with no other solution but--- to pull everything I can from these people."