Jason huffs at the tests thing. Shaking his head. "No...I won't. I refuse to end up in the hospital." He says seriously. Sighing a bit. Shaking his head a bit but knowing he was going to lose about the tests. He could sense it. He could feel it. Feel it with every fiber of his being. He touched Myxi and felt her smile without seeing it. He relaxed a bit. He tensed as she spoke to him. He shakes his head. "I want to believe you. Really I do but with what I've went through believing isn't as easy as it should be." he says. Another tear made its way down his cheek. "It isn't easy believing a woman won't hurt me. Not when it is all I know since I was sixteen." he says softly.<br/><br/>He shakes his head a bit. "If you say it...doesn't make it always true. It is hard to believe there is nice women...when all I have encountered was evil ones." He says even softer than before. "It is something that will maybe show to be true over time. Maybe even trust will build." he says softly. "I don't hate women...I fear them." He says honestly. Shaking his head. "In service means you are the mistress." he says bluntly. He shakes his head. "I can't call you anything else because I might accidently let you close. That could be bad. It was bad last time. It was very bad. Very, very, very bad. Tormentingly tortureously bad." He says sadly.<br/><br/>He shakies his head. He didn't believe it. He didn't believe anything. He knew what he was...he was garbage. Worthless, damaged, broken, loser...garbage. He then noticed something. "Where is my blind fold?" he asks. Looking away. "As you wish." He says simply. "My babies are worth it but I am not." He says sadly. "She said it. Said it over and over and over again. It must be true. All of what she told me has to be true. If it wasn't then it wouldn't have been said so much. My babies have worth. The are something. They matter." He says. Sounding very much like the broken man he was inside. The twins had fallen asleep after Myxi got her shot.<br/><br/>He lifts his bright copper hues to her. "Keep them safe...please. Keep them safe from Sherry. She will try to hurt them. She scares them. Please keep them safe and happy for me." he pleads. Shaking his head. "I can take care of my babies when I am home. I can. I don't need help. Please...I am a good father. I know I am." He shakes a bit. "Even if not worth anything. Even if I'm broken...I'm together enough for my babies. I take good care of my babies." He says. Biting his lower lip. "I will try. It is hard." he says. "Eating is hard. I forget to eat. Not on purpose. Have to make sure the kids are fed. That they aren't full. I'll eat as best I can." He says truthfully. "for my babies I will." He starts to get droopy eyed a bit. Right as they come in to give him some pain medicine and other shots into his IVs.