After a long trip to the dentist, you've been rewarded with nothing but swollen cheeks, bloody guaze in your mouth, and a cloudy head as Jake gently pushes you into the seat, ignoring your anesthesia fueled rambling. One minute you're elated and giggling, the next, devastated over nothing; you're just not all there at the moment.

"Okay, doll, sit still."

He says lowly, being as patient with you as he's able as he buckles you in.