Date: 2011-07-29 10:27 pm (UTC)
You're--

[And he pauses, because he really isn't completely how to finish that sentence for a moment. When he continues, his voice is soft.]

If I'm being absolutely honest, I have no idea what you are, but I strongly suspect that you were very much on the way to being something at least a lot like a good friend.

I like you. I like being around you. I relate to your circumstance. We can help each other a lot. And I'd help anyone in trouble if I could. So I have a lot of reasons help you, and no reasons not to help you. Let me--

[Jason's getting pillows arranged behind him now to ease the strain on his chest. Owen rests against the headboard beside him, one knee drawn up, on which he rests his chin.]




...Ironically, I'm a bit crap at this as a friend.
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