The way Jono's hand tightens around his gets the hint of a small, tired smile to quirk at the corners of Jackson's mouth. "I'm okay," he says, because he knows Jono needs to hear it (even if it's obvious, even if he already knows from logical conclusions or telepathic ability). "I've had worse." It isn't quite a lie, really, but none of his other injuries were this serious. They just hurt a whole hell of a lot more, in retrospect.

After a moment, he returns the pressure of Jono's hand. "Thanks. For everything."