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( as promised, jason's settled himself in the apartment. the bag kyle had dropped off for him is sitting next to the window, looking significantly rattier than it has any right to. jason - doesn't look much better. sprawled out on the couch with his phone resting on top of his chest, he's still covered in grime from his trip. . . elsewhere. his hair is overgrown in most areas, leaving it in messy curls over his ears and roughly chopped to his brow to keep it from getting into his eyes.

the suit is in rough shape, torn in a couple areas and leaving patches of bandages visible under it. but the ring is still there on his middle finger, visible from where his hands rest on his abdomen.

without opening his eyes, he calls out, ) Babs isn't gonna say shit to anyone else.