The personality didn't push him away in fact Drake seemed more than happy to curl up with him, in some ways that distance was gone and this younger Drake was more open if not in some ways more calculating and out to get his own but he was able to accept other people and himself. He let Jas hold him and even happily wrapped himself around the man as he didn't seem bothered by the clingy behavior in his state right now it felt good and then he passed out hard. Sure maybe vampires didn't need much sleep if any at all but Drake's subconscience was trained to sleep like this after a good bedding.<br/><br/>Waking up was slow though as Drake opened his eyes coming back to himself not having recalled how he got into bed or any of the new marks on him. He felt a little almost 'waterlogged' in that moment as he rubbed his face and let himself try to piece together what he recalled. This game had become too familiar with his drinking and personalities nothing was ever what he recalled it being but his eyes opened wider looking for Jas suspecting that he should be near by.. unless... a cold chill went down his body as he worried he had done something again. It was on any peaceful morning that he had woken up and everything had changed because of him and because of his sickness. He hadn't wanted to spread to anyone else, to hurt anyone else.