Dressing quickly and efficiently he kept his eyes on Jas as he worked the motions if applying the cufflinks like it was second nature. "I did because you needed to stop what you were doing." he paused a beat before tilting his head to the side a little as his flat eyes watched Jas, unblinking and unnerving. "And I don't mean just a tug on the wrist. I meant trying to dig up something better left buried." it didn't take long for Drake to get presentable he appeared to be aware he was on a time limit when it came to his ability to hold Jas there. "I'm assuming you are not going to listen though, despite my best attempt to give advice. I know what's been locked away and I know that Drake simply can't handle the truth of it." there appeared to be just a flash or hint of regret on his face before it was gone and Drake moved to pick up his wallet along with anything else important.<br/><br/>There was no doubt that this Drake was made to protect, or to do what was needed and it appeared at the moment the mission was protect Drake from himself. He picked up the journal where the first encounter was noted ripped the paged out and finding a stray lighter in the drawer lit them on fire letting the pages burn before dropping them in the waste basket. "This is really for the greater good. We all do what has to be done." he stated firmly like a mantra and there was no doubt he had done quite the horrific things repeating those words as we wore the face of a man who had seen more in life and horrors of life.