He still doesn't say anything. He just holds him tight, trying his best to comfort him. However, it didn't seem to be working

"I'm so sorry,Ash...I'm so sorry....I've b-been a jerk....a f-flat out jerk..." He said,his body beginning to shake as he clung to Ash as if the prince was the only safe thing in a sea of deep blue. His wings came and slumped behind him and his tail came and quivered around his right leg. "I c-couldn't e-even h-help...P-Puck...I c-cant help you g-guys....yet you g-guys...are h-helping me find my older brother...."

Ash didn't respond. He was afraid that if he did, he would turn frosty again and ruin this moment

Jason soon was just there,crying and trying to hold it in yet silver tears where coming. He clung close to Ash,shaking. The small figure of Flasher fell to the ground behind Jason,shifting to a shape of something else. A young pure bred multiwing sitting on their hunches with wings spread happily out and a little smile on their fragile snout. Jason when he was younger,in his little normal dragon form. Happy. Truly happy.

Ash had to push Jason away. "Jason," he said, his voice hoarse. The words that came out of his mouth was the words of a first class jerk, words that he didn't control. "This is getting old. I'm not here to play nursemaid. Perhaps you shouldn't go wandering about on your own. I wouldn't want you damaged before you ever reached the Unseelie Court."

Jason heard the tone of the words and took in their meaning. He felt bad,horrible. He nodded,looking down as pulling his wings and tail back in. But he let the bones grind and didn't hate the pain. He wiped away his tears. "I understand....sorry your Majesty." He said,being respectful. He grit his teeth as his freckle scales turned a cold stone gray and red as he stamped out the ice dragon,the ice shattering and melting quickly. He didn't look to Ash because his eyes betrayed what he had hoped,what he had felt and what he was feeling.

Ash shook his head and muttered, "if only you knew the whole story." And then the dryads found them. They said, "the Elder would like to see everyone now."

Jason shoved his hands into his pockets,letting his hair drape over his eyes as if he was trying to hide. He just nodded,giving a jocky flirty smile. "Heh,can't keep an elder waitin'." He said,having the original tone he had had when he and Ash had been in the alley the first time.

Ash is silent as he follows the dryads to the base of a single oak tree, its branches so draped in moss, it looked like it was hung with moldy curtains. Grimalkin was already there. The bark rippled, and an ancient woman stepped out of the tree. Her skin was flaked, like wrinkled bark, and her long hair was the brownish-green of old moss. She was stooped and bent, covered in a robe of lichens that shivered with thousands of insects and spiders. Her face resembled a walnut, lined and wrinkled, and when she moved her joints creaked like branches in the wind. And yet, her beady eyes were sharp and clear as she looked the group over and beckoned to Jason.

Jason had been walking three to four feet behind Ash,but nodded and came forth as the elder beckoned. He lowered his head respectfully,as he had done to his father when he'd first met him.