"Stop clinging to me so much... And calling me those things," Jason muttered as you clasped onto his arm. He felt a surge of embarrassment wash over him; he wasn't used to such displays of affection.

"People are looking..." He added. He had once mentioned that you weren't entirely intolerable and that you fought rather skilfully, but now he found himself paying the price for his comment, being always teamed up with you.

He tried to hide his feelings, but you knew he liked your affection.