Jasaiah stood back so they could embrace, eyes glittering in joy that Drake didn't shy away from Ryan's enthusiastic affections. Drake needed this. He needed to know he was far from alone, and that Jasaiah wasn't the only one who would help him get through this. When Drake sat down, Jas sat near him, offering his silence and his strength. He grazed his fingers down Drake's arm, bringing his attention back around to him. "Your past does not define who you are today. It is what you do with those memories, this knowledge, that does. It is the actions you make every day that do. No, you are not perfect, but I am not either. Ryan is not, either." He offered him a brief smile, then leaned in to brush his lips against Drake's forehead.<br/><br/>It was brief. He didn't want to crowd Drake too much. "You have truly been through much, and that you are as you are now is no easy feat. You will get stronger, and everything will come together." He took a small step. "I wrote down everything." He left out that he had also video recorded everything and had those things stored away and hidden away so that if the less cooperative personality surfaced he would not ruin Drake's memories again. "When you are ready, and only when you are, I can either tell you or let you read what happened." He tilted his head. "But do not pressure yourself. Rest, relax. There is time for all things."<br/><br/>It was a lot for him to say, but he wanted to be supportive for him.