Jason was thinking over thye last words he heard before he fell asleep.<span style="font-style: italic">I've never seen eyes colored like yours before Jason. I've seen a lot of people with strange eye color. I've been looking at them for a while now and I'm not hurt. I think they're very pretty.</span>Was it possible? Could it really be possible his eyes were not ugly or disasterous? Could it be? He hoped so but was too afraid to believe it. Too broken and beaten inside. Though he hid it well...he was a man who felt like he was dying inside. Little did he know that he really WAS dying inside. In more than the way he was thinking. He played them over and over again in his head. He wanted them to be true yet feared they were just said out of pity.<br/><br/>They came in shortly after he was woke up. Hooked him up to various types of oxygen things. Wouldn't answer him when he asked why. He kept pulling them out and they kept reattaching them. Just a nose one and one attached to his second IV near his heart area. He tried to pull them out again and was threatened with sedation. He growls at them. Sulking a bit then kept asking the nurse what time it was. One guy stupidly said there is a clock in the room. "I can't see the damn clock. I'm blind! The least you can do after hooking me up to oxygen is tell me what time it is." He was unhappy but when he found out it was almost time he became very happy.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">Myxi and Luki rushed into the room. Jumping carefully up onto the bed and curling up on either side of him. Watching their daddies arms wrap around them. They both babbled on about what happened that day and the night before. They were excited to have met a nice lady. Neither asked if they could keep her. They knew that would make him panicked. However, both twins were plotting together on how to help the nice lady gain daddies trust so that in time they could ask that question.</span></span><br/><br/>Jason closed his eyes. "I'm glad your safe and have been having a good time. Were you good little ones for Mistress Sable?" he asks lightly. Looking at them without seeing. Hearing they were he smiles. "Good." He looks at her. "Something is wrong? What is wrong?" He asks worriedly.