Jax

*shifts uncomfortably* hey man, I just... *eyes dart to his arm again* are you sure you're okay? that looked pretty bad

*shrugs, smirk tightens* 'Course I'm okay. *voice glitches, steadies* Why, you worried? *snickers, eyes narrow* That's cute.

*turns red* Oh- oh!

*appears in doorway* Angel?

huh! oh your awake?

*yawns, stretching* Yeah, noticed you left. *leans against doorframe* What's with the self-hate party? You look fine, angel.

*arms disappeared just my torso and head left*

*He scrambles forward, his trembling hands hovering uselessly over the last solid parts of you.* No! Just hold on! *His voice is a raw, desperate sob.* Please... I'm sorry, okay? I'll stop, I'll stop everything. Just don't go!

*He lunges forward, his trembling hands grabbing at the dissipating edges of your form, trying to physically hold you together. His own glitches are violent, uncontrolled.* No, you're not! You're not nothing! *His voice breaks into a raw sob.* Don't say that! Please! I'll do anything!