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Queen AryaJason "Phoenix" Diabolus | Squad Sigma Pilot
The moment he saw Serah starting to move, Jason grew hopeful that she had begun waking up. It tore him from his dark thoughts about everybody else he had cared about, all those the Cruxi tore violently from this world. Then she turned and looked at him, speaking softly. He couldn't stop the stupid smile from appearing on his face. One of them had finally come back. Then the other boy spoke first, and Jason shot a glare his way. But that wasn't important right now, as his attention turned back to Serah."Yeah." He said, a little lost for words for a moment. "Told you I wasn't going anywhere before, didn't I? So here I am." He said, and almost immediately regretted how cheesy the line sounded. He gently reached out and tapped her hand for a moment, then pulled away, unsure if Serah wanted any contact so soon after waking up. He was about to ask her how she was feeling, if anything felt off, tell her he was worried. Anything really, but then he heard sounds from the bunk nearby. Turning to see the other person turning to look at them, asking how she looked, it took the boy a few slow moments to connect two ends.
"Red, Sarge. Red but it seems you're alive, glad to see you're feeling better." The boy said before looking around for the drunkard in the hall from earlier. Not seeing him, he frowned slightly. "Devors... was it? He was in hall talking about something. I think we tell him you're doing better, Sarge." Jason added, thinking back about how the man had mentioned not wanting her death weighing on him. After the brief words to Elise, Jason turned back towards Serah, studying her for a bit to make sure she was truly alright. He still remembered how her Frame had looked in the hangar. He wanted to ask her what had happened on that station, but figured Serah would bring it up if she wanted to talk about it. He understood if somethings in combat were a bit too much to talk about. After a small sigh, he forced himself to ignore that thought process. Focus on now, on her.
"How are you feeling, Serah? Are you alright?" He said softly, concern evident in his voice. He tried to control his expression to keep it calm, not wanting to cause any undue worry on her part. If he looked overly worried, then she might for a moment fear things were bad. As he waited for Serah to respond, he looked once more towards Elise and the others in the room. For a moment the drunken words of Devors from earlier played in his mind. About how they would be named heroes, yet these three had suffered to some extent to ensure this. Perhaps the man had some sort of point, but Jason wasn't sure that was a topic that needed to be addressed at the moment. For now? Focus on Serah waking up, make sure she was alright before anything else.