After they'd gotten Jake and the Yeerk in his head tied up in the abandoned shack out in the woods Tobias had told them all about, Tommy had been forced to make his way back home, just to make sure that his own parents – for all that they didn't pay all that much attention to him – wouldn't end up suspecting anything about him, either. Going back to what passed for normal wasn't the hardest thing he'd ever done – nothing could really compare to the battles that he and his fellow Animorphs had had with the Yeerks and their forces – but the worry about what might have been happening to Jake hung over him nonetheless.
Finding out that the rest of the Animorphs had had to keep running the Yeerk that had taken Jake's body running back and forth until he'd ultimately starved to death didn't quite sit well with Tommy, even though he knew that it was really the only thing they could have done. He couldn't really talk, Tommy knew, since he hadn't been the one with a Yeerk in his head.
