Jasaiah listened calmly as Drake dove into his own feelings about the situation. It was complex, and nothing short of a nightmare. He'd never in his like dealt with this complicated of split personalities. Gabrielle had been a clusterfuck of complex personalities, but never this bad. "Well, that is good. That you remember. That is a step in the right direction, I believe. I can handle him, you...That I believe is more complex. I do not know what to refer your personalities as. You, him..." His ears lowered and a most perturbed expression crossed his features. He canted his head at Drake at the second comment.<br/><br/>"That it does. I may not have worded that as well as I could have. Because they are part of you, and you are part of them." He reached out and cupped his face again. Gods but the other melted his heart just looking at him. It was almost foolish, the amount of love he felt for the other. "But you, as you are now, as you are when I first met you, is what I fell in love with." He slashed a hand through the air. "I do not expect you to return the emotions. I know it is difficult." He didn't say that he would always be okay with it, but right now how he felt wasn't important. "As long as you are okay with how I feel, I will attempt to reign in the overly affectionate side of myself. I do not think you need that when you already have so much on your plate."<br/><br/>When Drake stood, he didn't stop him. He could see and sense the weakness in him. But Drake knew Jas would give him blood freely, and willingly, and he was done shoving his blood in his face. Drake would have to come to him. He could even jump him and Jas wouldn't fight that. So he sat calmly and waited for Drake's next move.