Unfortunately, Jackson hardly notices the kiss. Things have stopped registering fully for him beyond the slow creep of cold that's began steadily claiming his limbs. Everything, even feeling, dims around the edges into a hazy blur. And then everything is a hazy blur. Is it death or is it the teleport?

Gray blinks. Slowly.

Remarkably, he does stay put, as if the command was necessary and gave him some sort of purpose instead of floundering in his success before eventually drowning in it.

"You can kill me," he says simply, once Jono's attention is no longer divided by his foolish rescue attempt. His eyes have dropped to his hands, covered in blood, and he looks at them as if they're detached from his body. "Killing him was the only thing left worth living for."