It's getting far too cold in here, and his body heats up to make up for it. He can't think straight like this, but he can't just leave Jason there...
He's visible again, his hand missing its first attempt to grab onto the medicine cabinet. He pulls out a jar of burn ointment - he knew others would need it, and clearly he was correct - and slides it across the floor toward Jason.
He can't answer him, not exactly. He can't explain what was going on in his head and he's never told Jason what his medication is for. He certainly can't explain what he's done to Theon, and what Theon's done to him.
"Just- go home." He hesitates. "Back to your dome, or- the clinic, something, just get out."
He doesn't want to deal with this. Not in his own space where he can't escape.
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He's visible again, his hand missing its first attempt to grab onto the medicine cabinet. He pulls out a jar of burn ointment - he knew others would need it, and clearly he was correct - and slides it across the floor toward Jason.
He can't answer him, not exactly. He can't explain what was going on in his head and he's never told Jason what his medication is for. He certainly can't explain what he's done to Theon, and what Theon's done to him.
"Just- go home." He hesitates. "Back to your dome, or- the clinic, something, just get out."
He doesn't want to deal with this. Not in his own space where he can't escape.