Catching the orange, Jackson just let a smile touch his lips at her actions before shaking his head as he started to peel the fruit. The topic of his past wasnâ€™t so depressing for him any longer, having given up on the hope of learning anything about it, but that didnâ€™t mean he didnâ€™t have the desire still there all the same. Still looking over a there on the bed, he just stood up and walked over to her supplies and took her mask. â€œGet some rest, Iâ€™ll still leave you behind injured or not.â€ He said with a smirk. â€œBut I figure I can at least help you with your breathing issues. Iâ€™ll have your mask refitted soon enough.â€ He said as he walked over to where heâ€™d dropped his own supplies and opened the bag up.<br/><br/>Taking out a brown leather roll up out, he unhooked the catch and unrolled the mat, revealing a rather large number of various tools. It didnâ€™t look like itâ€™d be hard, just abit time consuming. It had taken him only a few hours to get the job done, though by then he looked over to see the woman had fallen asleep and he merely shook his head, as he replaced one of her filters with one of his own, and put hers onto his.  He was debaiting about how honest he was being with himself about leaving the woman behind. While she was useful in getting them through this, he was also starting to believe that maybe she wasnâ€™t as bad as heâ€™d originally thought. Though that didnâ€™t leave out the possibility that she was just toying with him.<br/><br/>Sighing either way, Jackson just rolled his tools back up, before putting them and his bag against the wall to lay his head down on it and fall asleep himself.  They were just getting started and he knew it.