The touch was something that Drake felt he needed as he grounded himself with it closing his eyes and feeling the kiss sink into his skin he felt like he could breath again. Which is a crazy thing to think about considering he didn't need to breath anymore. He was surprised when the other handed him the diary and he wasn't even sure if he wanted to know at first. But then again he got himself in this mess by ignoring the needs of his other selves. "It's ok I would like you stay just in case... I have questions." he didn't want to say it was because he wanted some of Jas's emotional support as well.<br/><br/>He opened up the pages seeing the wonderful delicate writing Jas wrote about his other self. "I have been told I am... demanding. I was, more so." he didn't know how else to put it and he felt a faint flush hit him from thinking Jas to see him in that state. His eyes scanned the page and his face flushed even more as if seeing a video of himself drunk and having someone report back what crazy antics he had been up to. He wanted to groan and rip his hair out oh god... he had almost jumped Jasaiah but then again he wasn't surprised because that's how he did recall himself around that age. He didn't know how he felt about Jas fucking him in that state, who owned his body after all? Was it him? Was it someone else's not that he would reject Jasaiah but... it was strange. "So what did you think?" he finally asked glancing up for the writing still feeling rather anxious.