Bo kept a comforting arm around his older cousins shoulders, not missing how the two had seemed to have swapped places. When the time came that Jesse passed on, as was inevitable in life...Bo had always imagined that it would be he who had the emotional breakdown, who missed him so much he couldn't stop crying...not Luke. He knew Luke would grieve eventually but never had Bo imagine that this would have happened. Of course Bo hadn't really grieved yet at all...he hadn't had the time. Daisy had, and Bo had been there to comfort her, Luke was now and had been probably with Sara and Bo had been there for him...as for himself, he did what Luke always had...got on with the work that needed doing and distanced himself from his emotions that once used to show so freely. It was like some kind of clash had happened where suddenly Bo and Luke's personalities had been reversed and everything had turned upside down. Rubbing Luke's arm gently, he just quietly soothed his older cousin as much as he could.