"It's..." Not okay, and Jason can't bring himself to lie, settles for, "It was a long time ago," and clutches at her, fingers tightening one by one until he makes himself stop.

"Years, I just, I didn't want to tell you." Jason swallows and peels himself away just far enough to see her, search her for some sign that she's going to up and run, close off, be afraid of him. "I didn't want to scare you."