Jasaiah let out a slight tcht sound and touched the back of Ryan's arm, then gripped him. It was light, but it meant seriousness. He canted his head. "I am old. Very old. There is very little good left in this world. A darkness shrouds this good green earth." He smiled again, another sweet curve of his lips. "My kind earned or took their tails. No one was gifted them. Your species gift wings. That is my interpretation of it. You either earn them, or take them, and I know you would never take them. My nemesis tarnished you, put a bit of darkness within you, but light radiates from it." His other came up and the two clasped Ryan's hands. "You are pure. You are good, and selfless, and radiance. You will earn your wings Ryan."<br/><br/>Tiredness seemed to come over Jasaiah. He was no true future reader; Time kitsune possessed that ability, but he never read into it. He never expanded on it. It was only a vague sense of things based on that which currently existed around them and the actions made thus far. Like that, he switched gears. Ryan could interpret what he said how he wished. Perhaps it was just an imparting of wisdom. "Drake's personalities are coming out more frequently. They each have an idea of things, but I am uncertain if they are more out of control more than the situation is. That he is out of control of himself." The compliment had Jas look out the window, warmed by it to the point of a gentle smile on his face. "I am not sure yet. I suppose we will see what comes out of this?" If Drake wasn't ruined, their relationship might, but he did hope that neither were the case.