Jason turned and watched after him and he felt new cracks run up his neck a bit,tearing at already healing wounds. His shoulders shook as they slump and he felt an urge to go after Puck,but he knew he had the right to leave...to leave him. He'd hurt Puck and so it was only fair that Puck...hurt Jason. He shook and not just from the pain still in his leg.At a point Jason gave up fighting the urge and followed after where Puck had gone out the door,not wanting to let another slip away and yank open his heart without a fight.

Ash appeared beside him, close but not quite touching. "The master bedroom is down the hall," he said quietly. "You should probably rest there."

Jason stopped but went to move again toward the door while avoiding Ash. "No,not again...not again." he said,voice wavering as he shook his head.

Ash hovered nearby, just watching. He looked uncomfortable, like he wanted to pull Jason close, but there was a barrier between them now, the situation with Puck hanging in the air like barbed wire.

He didn't care,he went out the door and looked around for Puck,trying not to let silver tears sting his eyes.He didn't want to lose Puck,and if he did he wasn't about to without a fight.

Puck was lounging against a tree a few yards away

"Puck." Jason called to him,coming toward him.

It was as if he didn't hear Jason. He was chewing on the stalk of a plant

Jason slowed a bit once he was at least 5 feet away. "Puck?"

"Hmm?" He asked, still not moving