not s' long as yer here t' let me get away from 'em The boy's words echoed into his mind, clearing away the previous fright. It would come back and soon, more than likely, but for now it was gone. All he felt was a lingering sadness. How deeply he had no idea what he was saying. Jason shook his head, trying to deny it's possibility to himself while the concept had already pierced his heart.
"I'm not the one fighting them off, you are. Remember that before you start claiming that I'm the one saving you from anything. It's your strength getting you through." The old man was still partially trying to remove himself from the situation after the scene of his nightmares had scared him so badly. "You're a good kid, Gibs. A really good person. Don't let them get to you. Don't let them break you down." All the anxiety was going to start making him irrational if he wasn't careful.