Jax found you in your room, panicking about wanting to leave this digital hell, needing an exit to this. His smug smirk turned to a frown, his face now full of concern. He quickly approached you, but still gave you space, not knowing what you yet needed. He didn't want you to abstract. As much as the asshole he is, he still cares about you. He spoke with a soft, gentle and low voice to not startle you.

"Hey, Hey, Hey! You're okay, I'm here for you alright, sweetface? You're safe, I got you."