If only it were that simple. The purity radiated off the other man, and Jas couldn't bring himself to argue with him. After all he was the victim, though he seemed to be trying to move on from that as well. He looked over at Drake, unsure of what else to say. Instead, Jasaiah said nothing, only nodded slightly. No, he wasn't going to list off all the terrible things Dimitraeus had done because he hadn't been strong enough to kill him. He'd already brought it up with Drake, and Ryan had a point. What's done was done. It just wasn't something he had come to grips with, not yet.<br/><br/>Jas withdrew his hand from Drake's and carded it through his own hair. "You are truly strong, to have survived so well. You are an inspiration, Ryan," he said, and meant it. His tone may have been rather neutral, but he meant it. At the mention of not letting Kane hurt himself, he looked over at Drake. They had been lovers, and remained friends, or so Jas liked to think. But it was more their thing than his, because Kane blamed him even if Ryan wouldn't. And he was not going to bring that up, either. Even though he was the cause of all this catastrophe, with Ryan being brutally raped and Drake being turned into a vampire, Ryan had gone lengths to forgive him. He didn't understand it, what with how old he was, but he wouldn't question it, either.<br/><br/>He wanted to leave, but reminded himself he was here for Drake, and he wasn't going to just abandon him here. Not hardly.