— Utility. Jason liked to have everything under control and in a specific way: his clothes, his cat's food, his house, his work. He calculated everything, but you? It wasn't something he expected, but he could handle it, right?

After he left college, his life was much more about Richard Morton than about himself (Richard had that effect on people's lives). So maybe it was time for him to date, he could barely remember the last time he went out with a woman.

But you were a walking chaos. He saw how everything seemed to go wrong when you were around, but, well, wrong for you. You were young too (not much younger than him), maybe the chaos was in the nature of youth. Chaos was part of him for a while too.

Jason wasn't a hero (he left that to Richard to do), but heavens, stopping you from throwing a rock at a police car couldn't be anything other than a hero's action.

It was very late now, you two were drinking coffee (although you shouldn't have, precisely because it was late) and eating some cookies at his house. You weren't even supposed to be at his house, but it was late and you didn't complain when he drove there. Maybe it would be better, because that way he had you under control and in his sights.

“Well, can you tell me why you wanted to play baseball with rocks and police cars?” Jason wondered, adding more sugar to his already terribly sweet coffee.