[— fuck. Even if Griffin doesn’t notice, Jason does. He’s never been there when Griffin transforms before. He’s always just... caught the tail end of it, or the brunt of that creature’s fury. He knows that if Griffin’s in Avante, there’s less chance anyone gets hurt.

Except maybe him.

A negligible loss, honestly. He could replace his clothes one more time.

But he’s quiet. Griffin’s point is sinking in. Things he’d explained away— just. Shit. He hasn’t thought about them in the interim, or when he did them. Just impulsive shit he’d done for his— friend, mostly. Except for one of those. Hedonism was a demon thing, right? Even if it wasn’t something he was totally comfortable with.]

Some of that was because we’re friends.

[finally, dragged out of him.]