Jason knew you weren't doing well.

Your life had been totally uprooted and turned around lately, and he had been looking out for you and your health- mentally, and physically. He spent so much time with you... how could you not fall in love with him?

...but when you confessed, he gently brushed back your hair with a hurt expression. Yes, he loved you, but he couldn't take advantage of you when you were at such a low point. It wasn't right, he knows that.

"You don't..." he had muttered.

But, because the two of you were stuck on the Argo II, he couldn't not run into you. The place was crammed. Had you ruined everything, just because you thought he liked you?

Damn.