Jason silently slunk over toward Ash,not waking him but sitting besides where he laid,sitting on his rear and letting his scales lessen and show himself fully again. He put his wings around himself as the scales underneath turned purple and dark blue with faint rose pink around the edges.

Ash stirred again, except for he was awake. He made sure not to let Jason know that, though.

He pulled his legs to his chest as his tail curled to his side and his wings folded back. He put his chin to his knees before softly speaking with closed eyes. "This war was enough....enough death,blood shed...fear...loss. And now...it seems like this place isn't safe either,that...something is happening here as well...I...know .... that you'd most likely wouldn't be thrilled but....I'd like to help....somehow." His voice soft as a breeze but audible,and his flirty and jock of a tone gone.

He almost blew his cover and said, "You can't help." Almost. A few hours later, the sky was lightening into that eerie gray twilight, and Ash eventually 'woke up'.

Jason heard him but didn't realize it due to having begun to nod off.
In the morning Jason was on his side by where Ash lay,his tail between his legs and his wings in tight. But his breathing was easy even tho his color changing scales where blood red.

He couldn't help but wonder what that color meant. He knew he would have to wake him up soon, they had to keep moving.

Jason shifted a bit and his scales started to seep with dark blue within the red. His expression was a bit stressed.

Ash cleared his throat, looking at Jason with a little worry, but soon replaced the worry with a mask of indifference.

Jason stirred,hearing him,and his scales burst back into a flurry of rainbow as he woke,taking control of their colors as he sat up. He rubbed one of his eyes sleepily, not yet realizing where he was yet.

Ash noticed and waited. "What were you dreaming about?" He asked softly