Jason was watching both the fight and the crowd, seeing the different reactions that came across their faces as the two fighters fought. He was watching one girl peeking through her fingers at the scene below when Ryder caught his attention. Turning to her, he was shocked to see his Master on her knees, crying.<br/><br/>His first instincts were to comfort her, but he hesitated. This was his Master, who only yesterday had pulled a whip out on him, not a friend or even a relative. Jason was standing a few steps from her, not sure what to do. He put one hand in his pocket, pulling out a few Kleenex's he had stuffed in there. He took a hesitant step towards his Master, the crowd continued to cheer at what ever was happening below. Jason slowly knelt next to Ryder, nudging her arm and offering a tissue to dry her eyes. Speaking loud enough for only Ryder to hear he said, "Sometimes you have to cry. Tears are just words that the heart can't say." Jason stayed beside her, ready to do what she asked.