( his intentions of remaining still are momentarily ruined as jason tilts his head back, barks out ugly, heaving laughter in response. he gets markus' intention behind what he's saying. but it still doesn't make the words funny as shit. god. how cute. color him infatuated, markus is so fucking. hell if he knows the right word for this. )

You get used to that too, Markus. ( voice a little softer once he's gotten the chance to calm himself down. teasing, ) I can't remember the last time I didn't at least have a few bruises.

( it's. not a lie. between training, testing himself, all the goddamn fights jason gets himself into--a few surgical cuts isn't going to make a difference. bodies heal. and this was better to get out of the way earlier than later, considering where he intends to start exploring once he is in one piece again. )

'sides. Gives you an excuse to feel me up, doesn't it?

( jason doesn't imagine that's it at all, but he has to poke a little fun. )