Val tensed, but only for a moment- And not because Jag was touching him. The truth was, he wasn't proud of what he'd done here. He couldn't help but hate the man who'd lived so dangerously and recklessly back then.

"Yes, alright," he nodded, heading for the door, then pausing.

"Please- Don't... Don't tell anyone about this," he said softly, his gaze uncharacteristic vulnerable. "I'm not this person any more, and it- It would break my mother's heart if it got back to her, and lord only knows what my father would do."