At 12.10 Many returns to C.J.'s office, runs a hand through the weeping Press Secretary's hair. She leads C.J. to her car and takes her home. Neither of them gets worked up about capital punishment but the execution of Simon Cruz hit C.J. harder than expected. In Mandy's apartment she finally hugs C.J., a rare gesture, points her into the bedroom and they sleep facing each other, arms flung across waists. It's just a comfort thing, platonic but caring. Months later, when it's Mandy that runs – the night of the shooting – no one stops her or comforts her.
At 12.10 Many returns to C.J.'s office, runs a hand through the weeping Press Secretary's hair. She leads C.J. to her car and takes her home. Neither of them gets worked up about capital punishment but the execution of Simon Cruz hit C.J. harder than expected. In Mandy's apartment she finally hugs C.J., a rare gesture, points her into the bedroom and they sleep facing each other, arms flung across waists. It's just a comfort thing, platonic but caring. Months later, when it's Mandy that runs – the night of the shooting – no one stops her or comforts her. C.J. is up there in the public eye trying to hold it together, facing the world, when a comforting hand would make things better but not easier.