Jace scoped his plate and grabbed a fork to start with gnocchi. "This is all amazing but I'm totally going to be farting my brains out in bed later. I might need to sleep on the sofa," he joked, flashing Jesse a cheeky smile but only to lighten things just a little. If Jesse wanted to back out of the deep-and-meaningful chat because he was just too tired to think too much on it, Jace wanted him to know he could. Sometimes when things were tough, the only way to really face it was have a joke or a laugh. It was how Jace grew up after his brain injury and it helped having three big brothers. Then again, there were those days where laughing or joking was just too hard too. No their dinner was served up, he took Jesse's hand to hold while they ate. "Merlin will never think that. I'd bet it wouldn't even cross his mind. You're one of the people he reaches out to first when he needs support. You're who Brandon called when Merlin was sick. Merlin will understand if you're struggling too, baby. It's okay. It's allowed. You'd have to be completely brain-dead - no pun intended - not to have your feelings stirred up. Did you want to go visit your dad? We could take some flowers for his grave and you could talk to him. It's been awhile since you went to MA to visit your new family there. Even though Autumn's here and you talk to her all the time. Do you also mean the conversion therapy? You always said that's what really triggered everything, you coming here and then Ethan spotting the anomaly in your medical records when you were in hospital. If you knew all along that your father wasn't your real father, you might never have had to go through that. Cry if you need to, okay? I'm here. Maybe it's a warning sign? Sometimes our emotions can go all weird before a seizure. How about after dinner, we take a bubble bath together and get an early night?"