[ Wren did not bother to lecture him on saying something sooner earlier. Like when he got shot in the first place, they knew the desire to do so was coming from a place of worry, of fear, and it would do no good right now anyway. Better to breathe through it and let it pass and come back with a clear mind if it was something worthwhile to bring up later.
They remained remarkably calm on the phone, falling back onto the 'good student' persona, no sass from them but all 'yes sir' and 'thank you sir', only asking for if they should try to get Jason to eat or drink something in that time or let him be. ]
[Jason smirked into his pillow, peering up to watch as Wren was told that getting him to drink water would be alright, but no food. Chances are, he wouldn't eat anyway, and that was the truth.
His stomach felt like a lead brick.]
You're cute when you fret, know that? 'M fine. Just...cold. Achy.
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They remained remarkably calm on the phone, falling back onto the 'good student' persona, no sass from them but all 'yes sir' and 'thank you sir', only asking for if they should try to get Jason to eat or drink something in that time or let him be. ]
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His stomach felt like a lead brick.]
You're cute when you fret, know that? 'M fine. Just...cold. Achy.
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Don't act charming when you make me worry, ass. I'm going to make you some tea.
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[It was said complete with cheesy crooked grin.]
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[ They touched his hair again, running their hands through it. ]
I'm going to go make you tea. I'll be right back.