⟨ The calm falters for a moment with a shaking exhale. Throat tight, stomach in knots, his eyes drift over to the table. There was plentiful variety in what he could choose, but Jason went with the simple and effective knife. Maybe because he knew it so well; because he could fix the damage it caused or understood the pain it could bring. ⟩

Do you regret it? ⟨ Eyes flitted up to Dean and for a second he felt that nausea roll up into his throat before pushing it back down. Jason stepped forward to the sound of a warm rumbling hum echoing out from the darkness. It hadn't struck him before that these figures would take pleasure in watching, but his blood broiled with anger and disgust once it did. ⟩ I think about how better my world would be if some people just weren't in it anymore, but that person ⟨ the one he 'killed' ⟩ wasn't one on my list.