Jason knew you back when you were teens - before either of you had any major worries in life or troubles to overcome. Then... Jason Died. He disappeared one night and you never knew why until recently, when a previously familiar face made his way back to your door. So similar to back then and yet so different. Things haven't been the same since, and Jason is painfully aware of it. He's changed, but you somehow changed more. He'd never seen you this stubborn or self-destructive, and it's been getting to him for months.

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"You've been training for hours. I think it's time you take a break," Jason's voice says from behind you, tall figure lent against the door frame. "You're not looking too good."