Jesse shook his head and brushed his hands up and down Jace's arms. "No, that's not what I'm experiencing, darlin', but I'm glad you asked. Not everyone would think to. I've only felt like that once in my life and it was during and immediately after the conversion therapy. You were right in asking because I'm not myself. I'm sorry for the times I've made you feel like you have to prove you're capable. I've never thought that. I've only ever been concerned you're overtaxed when you're struggling with functioning levels and I'm trying to prevent you getting hurt. Being a carer for someone isn't a profession and it's not foolproof. I make mistakes and get it wrong sometimes, a lot of the time because I want you to retain as much agency and independence as you can. I know how important that is for you. If I'm doing or saying anything that makes you feel like that, just tell me. Call me out on it. The same would go for Evan, Nana, Christian, your family. All of us. If we're encroaching on that agency, just let us know. Okay? Some days, it isn't easy for us to tell if your functioning is skewy or you're just having a tougher day and I know I'm guilty of just trying to help so you don't have to be reminded you need the help by me asking. Would you prefer me to ask? You're not going to offend me if you say you do. We've always communicated these things well with each other. I always want you to tell me what you need and I'll do everything I can to respect that. I love you. I'm sorry I've contributed to you feeling that way."