Jono looks up at Hank, now that Jackson's laying down again. "Mind if I kip in 'ere tonight?" He'd take one of the guest rooms if he had to. But Jono'd really rather not. Not when Jackson's not the only one feeling a bit off kilter.

Of course, the rest of the X-Men have known for a while what Jono's only starting to understand himself. Hank nods. "I'll make sure a cot is brought in," he says, moving forward to check Jackson's IV port before taking his leave.

And Siouxsie takes that as her cue to shift up and curl on Jackson's chest. You did fine, he says after a moment, smoothing his thumb over the back of Jackson's hand. Gray's got a lot of his own healin' t' do, but might go a little easier knowin' yer okay.

And if his hand tightens a bit on the end there? Gray wasn't the only one who needed to know.