Jason was only at the bare beginnings of understanding this situation. There were so many years of accumulated perverse and abnormal learning about the way the world worked for him to get through. It was a slow and tough process to try and relearn so much.
He frowned at her words. Forgiving himself and self-respect? He had no idea how an apology was supposed to lead to that. Honestly if he was pressed to the truth, he had very little self-respect. Strangely enough as she stood, he decided to sit.
There was a small tingle down his spine when she threatened him. It was way too messed up that threats turned him on. "No," he answered. "I don't think I have." Then his eyes flashed as he pushed that feeling down and let his frustration out. He found himself spilling everything he had been keeping in, out. "And you THINK you know what I can do. I can FEEL it when someone's interested, when they are aroused. I may not get any of those other feelings that you can but if someone wants some sex I KNOW it. I know that this mansion has people fucking left and right. Couldn't distinguish the people involved without seeing them but I feel it now and then when I come to see Xavier." It really put him on edge when that happened since he was trying to get away from that for a bit. He was supposed to try and refrain until he could deal with some specific issues.
He looked over at her. "I know you all think that I am a terrible, horrid person and you're probably right. Hell I know you are right. I also could have SWORN that I felt him being interested." He shook his head. "And so I gave him what he wanted." They always got what they wanted in the end, so why not just give in. "And I gave him everything I had, so that I wouldn't feel guilty about taking what I did." Which was the energy he had taken.