Irreparable harm. It's already happened. His chest expands with another deep breath he takes in an attempt to calm himself down. Too late. The texture of the wall leaves imprints on his skin as he shoves himself deeper into the corner.

He can't let it happen again.

Jade is here, payed for him even, offered to help. As long as there's someone between him and other people, protecting them by keeping him down, he could live on. Be useful in a twisted way, too. He licks his lips. Just drop onto your knees and everything will be okay.

"Try me," he says instead.