Jason grinned. "I suppose speed is relative. The important thing is it's helped you forget your old life," he waited a moment, glanced at Esmee, then back at Jenna, "so how do you want me, want-- this," he said, "I can't imagine the next day or so is going to be much of a picnic, so do you want this fast and rough? or slow and tender like earlier today?"<br/><br/>He was much more focused on her than anything else, given the circumstances.