Jason shakes his head. "Yes I am. It has to be true. It was beaten into me so much." He says meekly. Smiling a tiny bit and nodded his head. "I have to be strong and get stronger for my babies. For Luka and Myxi I am strong. For them I am whole even when I am so deeply broken inside." he says softly. Burying his face in his hand. "I didn't mean to say that outloud." He says in a light whimper. Nodding his head as she spoke again. "I was laid up in bed for a week or two in the hospital...remember? It was over a few days of being stuck in bed." He frowns a bit. Nodding his head. "Alright." He blinks a bit. "They wouldn't? Oh...maybe because they have had me near all the time." He smiles a bit. "I'll rest and go play with them outside."<br/><br/>Then she looked him over and he recoiled. Flinching and expecting something bad to happen. When nothing did he relaxed. Up until she spoke again. "What?!" he freaks out bad enough he tried to bolt from the chair and ended up on the floor. "I can't have new clothing! I can't afford to owe you more!" He says in a slight panic. He relaxed and forced himself up into the chair again. "Blind folds?" he asks. "Fabric I like wearing?" He echoes as if these questions were foreign concepts. It had been a long time since he was eight. A long time since he had been given options and choices. He turns his gaze towards her. "Your letting me have a choice of what I will wear?" He says increduously. Not understanding this. "I don't remember the last time I was given a choice."<br/><br/>He sounded sad. "If I have a choice...I'd like to earn a couple of blindfolds. Soft ones. As well as some jeans and light weight pants. Soft cotton shirts. Though my babies need clothing more than I do." He bites his lower lip. "I can't afford clothing so I don't know why your getting my hopes up like that." He says timidly. "I haven't been given a choice before...what is the catch?" He asks. Looking at her with his blind gaze. "What are you wanting for me to get choices. There is always a catch. I'm not good enough for choices. I need help because I am too stupid to make them for myself." The broken man inside coming out for a moment.<br/><br/>A moment later he got up and tripped. Falling in a way that his birthmark showed. It was in the middle of his back. A unique mark that was easily told it wasn't a tattoo based upon the power that emitted from it. Clearly a natural marking. (see image)<br/><a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/Animals/Unique-rose-tattoo-design.jpg">[ img ]</a>