"Ha. Feel like you're givin' me 'the talk' or something," Jono couldn't help but 'chuckle'. The very vague and completely unintentional innuendo was only made more amusing by the fact that they were still sitting on his bed. He was a bit concerned about the amount of comfort and trust that Betsy felt towards him however, now that he'd felt it first hand. He knew all too well the dangers of allowing himself to grow close to someone, even though he wanted to. He would only complicate her or hurt her in the end and so it was best not to get too attached in his mind. When she called him 'love' in her all too familiar accent he was suddenly reminded of Gayle and he had to take a second push his own feelings and memories to the back of his mind.
Before he could say anything else however, he noticed Betsy wince and bring a hand up to her head as if in pain. As she started to fall suddenly he instantly reached out to grab her shoulders to steady her, jumping to his feet. "Betsy!?" he projected to her, brows furrowed with concern. He carefully laid her back onto his bed so that she was lying down. Oh Christ, what if he'd fucked up somehow and hurt her with his powers? She'd seemed fine a moment ago though! "Betsy? Can you hear me?" he asked a little frantically, standing over her and fixing to call for Dr. Grey.