Jasaiah blanched a little, then let out a chuckle. "Anata ga benkyō shitainaraba. Nihongo o manabu to ōiniyorokobudeshouga, watashi wa anata ni puresshā o kakemasen." It was a test, actually, to see how much Drake understand. He continued on in English. "Did you understand any of what I said?" Punctuation was something that came with practice, and with everything Drake was going through already Jas really didn't want to put that on his shoulders, either. Though Jas could see the fun in teaching another; he always did, but others might think it just a chore. Only time would tell. "Your efforts are delightful, but right now you should rest. You have been through much." The most foul of Drake's personality's words rang through his mind once more and he leaned back and closed his own eyes. Drake could probably sense the guilt, but Jas hid it from him nonetheless.<br/><br/>He was silent for awhile after Drake spoke, frowning in thought. "I suppose it is possible. The personality that reminds you more of your father, as it were, has just as much conviction, if not more, yet he still receded in the end. All of them have to this point, leaving you in their wake. When I met you months ago it was you, not them. At least I firmly believe that. But I also believe that yes, all of these personalities are a part of you. Are you. Fragmented though they are, they are your past, present, and most likely your future." He slid a hand around to gently cup Drake's face and pressed a soft kiss to his mouth. "And I accept them." He didn't admit he loved them; he could, in time, but right now he was just learning to accept them and understand them.<br/><br/>(Only if you wish to learn. It would please me greatly if you learned Japanese, but I'm not going to pressure you.)