Biting his lip, Jesse briefly lowered his gaze to his shoes because Jace just gently called him out on exactly what he was feeling, though it was in a complicated way that he hadn't recognised until Jace said it. He didn't want to put anyone out by not feeling so hot, he wanted to be okay to help. Before Jace could turn to head inside for the bath, he took both of Jace's hands, stroking his thumbs over his knuckles. "I don't see taking care of you as nursing. I see it as just being your husband. I just needed you to know that, darlin'. That's why I got defensive, it felt like maybe I was failing at that in some way. Being your husband will never be a burden. There's nothing I'd ever not do for you. Even on your worst days, you're the most beautiful thing in the world to me and the only reason that caring for you drains me sometimes is because fearing losing you is the most difficult thing I've ever had to face in my life and it feels like I'm fighting a physical battle any time you're really ill and can't come out of your seizure episodes quickly. I have to go into like an autopilot mode to care for you otherwise I'd be crippled with terror. Then when you start to come through it, the relief is incredible and there's no way I'm leaving your side until you're back to feeling yourself, and I don't care how much that wipes me out, I'll never stop doing it. And I'll never be sorry for it."