It hurts, it makes his head swim a little, but Jackson forces himself to sit up in bed and tucks the blanket up around his lap for the sake of doing something with his hands. "Yeah," he agrees, still sort of unsettled by all this. "Yeah, all right. I'll ... I'll do my best." It's weird, this overwhelming feeling of having a relationship dumped in his lap. It's a huge responsibility, especially one to have so suddenly thrust onto him, but he has to.
Jackson pauses, looking up at Jono with only a small amount of uncertainty hinted at beneath his serious expression. He wonders if he'll be a good brother, if he can remember that at least, rather than asking aloud.
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Date: 2010-02-06 12:42 am (UTC)Jackson pauses, looking up at Jono with only a small amount of uncertainty hinted at beneath his serious expression. He wonders if he'll be a good brother, if he can remember that at least, rather than asking aloud.