Slowly his purple dragon eyes opened and his scales,having washed over with blood red and white and sick green at the edges of the blood red fills sections,turned a soft wafting of teal and lavender in his freckles and frills as well as underwings as he woke with a little yawn.That sleep really hadn't felt restful to him at all. 'He's part of me...the part of me a refuse to accept...and I don't think I ever will,no.Never.I'm not like him and he not me.We are not alike and we are not one.' He thought.

The room was dark, but outside the round loft window, gray light filtered in from a brightening sky. Ash was gone and the space beside Jason was cold. He'd left sometime during the night.

Jason noticed and he sighed,frills drooping only a bit as he pushed to a four legged stand on his small talons,wincing as he dropped back to the floor on his underbelly because his left hind leg was still rather beaten up. "Dang it." he hissed,then swore in dragonic as he tried to force it to work but it had gone rather stiff and refused to stop aching.

There was a dresser next to the bed, maybe there was a first aid kit in there? Or maybe in a bathroom?

Maybe,he'd have to check and so he used his left wing to push against the floor to help himself walk as he kept his left hind leg off the ground best he could but rather it dragged a bit. Once he was by the dresser he carefully balanced then spread his wings and flapped,hovering in front of it,a bit shocked he'd been able to move from his sleeping spot on the floor where he'd fallen asleep by Ash's feet.

There was one in the dresser, and it looked very similar to how the top of Ash's drawer looked, gauze, a roll of bandages, except there was a splint. How lucky Jason was to find one not too far away

He honestly did feel lucky for a moment,something he didn't often feel normally but rather forced on himself to feel,and he carefully pulled the drawer open a bit more and carefully reached his talons in. He paused a moment,wondering if he should splint it in his half form rather than his smaller dragon form,what he liked to call his scaley form. He wasn't sure and so stayed right there,hovering with his talons a bit above the drawer as he thought.

Well, none of it was going anywhere anytime soon, so he had plenty of time to think

He did,but that also depended if the other two cared enough at the moment to come up and check on him,that's if they where awake.But he soon reached in and carefully ducked his head in as well on that slender neck and carefully got the splint in his jaws and the bandages in his front talons. He was sorta half in the drawer now.

Ash wasnt there, and neither was Puck. And Grimalkin was downstairs with the food