[Jasper watches the deterioration happen; his companion struggling through holding himself together to not holding together at all. The unhappy sight arrests his gaze - brows creasing with worry - but he springs up and hauls his chair off the floor. One hand carries it around the bed and deposits it on the opposite side.
The side where he can cover his friend's hand with his own and hold him close, saying nothing while saying everything.]
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The side where he can cover his friend's hand with his own and hold him close, saying nothing while saying everything.]