Jason slightly winced at feeling the younger man's skin against his aged hand. It was like a silent reminder that he was as disfigured as he had become,and one that no one had meant to mention. His focus shifted, however, once Kyle leaned closer, the feeling of intensity quite strong in those blue eyes.
"I don't trick people if I can help it." It was true enough, the old man only did it when it was necessary. "And there is nothing but honesty between us. I've told you how I feel and why when I feel it. No trick. I don't want them hurting you and if that's what it takes then I will support you as best as I know how. I...." He paused shaking his head. "I can't have you be like that....never like that. That thing...in my nightmare. That thing was supposed to be you. Supposed to be how I had made you, formed you, tainted you. I can't...." He was starting to cry again, large tears rolled down his face as he attempted to compose himself. "I can't let that happen. Tell me how to stop it." The old man would do anything to prevent that future from happening.