Justin listened and knew Sasha wasn't just paying him lip-service. Sasha didn't do that. He was a loyal and respectful guy, and he valued everyone in his life. But more over, if he could help someone, he would. "You're gonna make a great nurse one day, baby," he mumbled, sitting there slumped on the bathroom floor while Sasha tended to his hand. He had one of the worst headache he ever had, that was only half factored to bumping it when he fell. Mostly, it was that overloaded loud frenzy going on in there, where he couldn't tether to one emotion or feeling. Generally, he could cope with feeling manic by channelling the extra energy into things to distract him. But once it reached the point of no return and he could no longer regulate this, that's when he was at risk of letting the subconscious take over and letting it complete take him over. He was never going to understand why people wanted to voluntarily put up with him when he couldn't even put up with himself. It wouldn't be a good idea to lock himself into that train of thought, because then he got upset, and when he got upset, it triggered more of the trauma responses. Bottom like was, he was a mess and he wished he didn't have to have rock bottom days like this.

When he looked over at Gen, he couldn't identify right now what he felt. It was like trying to tune in a television, but you couldn't find the channels and was met only with white noise. Had her coming back into the situation forced him into this episode? No. Not even close. But it had contributed to him feeling confused and doubtful, which made it hard to hold on to any sort control he could understand. He realised he wasn't angry that she came back. He hadn't felt any anger, just doubt and uncertainty. So he walled himself up emotionally so she couldn't hurt again. But any time he forced his emotions in one direction or another, this happened. "Thanks, Mom," he soon added with a slow blink. His eyes stung so much they were burning, joining the pain in his head on full-bore. "I want to sleep. I just... want to go sleep. Please let me sleep," he begged, face crumbling when the frustrated tears started to fall.