Harry startled at the sound of Jacen's voice and flashed out of sight. "Shit!" he hissed, then clapped a hand over his mouth. He didn't want to have to run again. He got lucky before, but Jacen... he wouldn't get away from someone like him so easily. Or maybe this was it, maybe this was how he ended this time? Wounding his friends before they could wound him, then hunted down like a dog... like one of the monsters that Harry himself used to help hunt, back before the Cage swallowed him whole.
He stubbed the cigarette out against the floor and tried to peek out over the desk. "Go away," he said, voice strained. "I don't want to talk." He had to focus hard to keep his invisibility going; it was always such a strain anymore, keeping a grip over it, but he didn't dare let Jacen see him.