Well, if you ever want or need to call again-- you know where to go. Glad you're feelin' better, kid.

[ He was getting soft-- he genuinely was happy that Tim had sought help. Christ almighty. ]

Til next time, Tim.

[ Jason reached into his pocket, pulling out his cellphone, and scrolled through the contacts til Tim's name popped up. He looked at it for a moment before setting the phone back down; he'd text later. When it wasn't quite so suspicious. ]