Jasaiah looked down at the man in his arms. He would rather dispose of the vampires, erase that temptation, but he'd never had issues with them before. He sighed quietly and stared Ryan, then nodded. Yes. I agree." And he knew where Ryan's parents lived because of their prior visit. He gestured. "Come."" As soon as Ryan grabbed onto him, Jas took them to that home. He let Ryan open the door, then strode inside. Jas immediately brought Drake to the bedroom. He shoved the blankets aside and laid him in bed, taking great care. He then removed his charm before going to shut the drapes. Jasaiah wasn't sure what to do. He pulled the tie out of his hair, letting it cascade around him as he paced the length of the bedroom. Though it wasn't long before he realized he left some items in Ryan's car. Unfinished entries. Something to occupy his mind with.<br/><br/>"I will return shortly. Might I borrow your car keys?" he asked. Shortly was more like two minutes, quite literally, as it wouldn't take him long to get to the car, get the items, and return back. Once he did, he sat down at the foot of the bed Drake was lying in. He wouldn't leave his side as he wrote down in that same elegant scrawl everything Drake had destroyed and everything that had occurred since. Everything said. Everything he did. Jasaiah wouldn't leave anything out, and he wasn't particularly feeling social. Though if Ryan chose to stay nearby, it wouldn't be unwelcome. Jasaiah was just determined to try to get as much down as possible before Drake woke up. No matter how many hours, or even days, it took, for Drake to wake up. He used a separate journal to write condensed notes in case he woke up sooner rather than later. It would help him remember, as before.<br/><br/>Fortunately he had already made headway before all this had occurred, and he remembered everything concretely from the first few slips in personality that Drake had endured before this new personality had surfaced and tried to ruin everything.