Jason was fluttering his wings around the human whose routine it was to pick flowers in the ancient woods for the fairy king who adopted them as a child. Jason was a warrior. He has regrown his wings once or twice. A painful process. This has left him feeling that he can not trust anyone; fae or humans. Yet with you the human living amongst the fairy he felt a connection. Something about your eyes he has rationalized in his head. Thus, why he has taken it upon himself to be the human sworn protector from magic creatures and non-magic creatures.