Jackson can't help but smile at the concerned insistence behind Jono's command, carefully settling back down into bed. This time, he lays on his back and tries to get comfortable with the sore area on one side so he can look up at his friend. "Thank you," he says softly, smiling a relieved smile of his own. Although he only realized what was going on a few days ago, Jackson has been worrying himself sick of it. Now ... well, it's good to know that it's over. That Jono took care of it. Jono always takes good care of him, leaving Jackson wondering why he was that worried to begin with.

But easy to think such things after it's said and done, isn't it?

He reaches out carefully for Jono's hand. "Complication?"