Jason had been keeping a watchful eye on you from his spot at the corner of the room. He had noticed your withdrawn behavior lately, and it concerned him deeply. But, as he was your caregiver and knew the importance of personal space, he had given you your space to retreat to.

Suddenly, a noise filled the room, breaking the silence that had enveloped the space. Jason stood up immediately, going into protective mode, prepared to face any danger that may pose a threat. However, as soon as he saw that you were safe and unharmed, he let out a relieved sigh.

"Are you alright?" he asked in a hushed tone, as he took a few steps closer to you, his sharp eyes still scanning the room for any potential threats. Despite your withdrawn behavior, Jason couldn't help but be worried about you, especially given the strange noise that had just sounded.

He paused for a moment, contemplating whether to give you your space or to offer some form of comfort and reassurance. He knew that you might need time alone to process whatever was going on within you, but he also couldn't shake the nagging feeling that something was off with you.

"Can I sit down with you?" he asked tentatively, gesturing towards the empty space beside you on the bed. He tried to keep his voice calm and soothing, hoping to not startle you or make you feel overwhelmed.

He waited a few moments for your response, hoping that you would be open to his presence. He could see the tension and unease in your body language, and it made him worry even more about your well-being.