[ can they not talk about why he's crying? or why he feels like he's thirteen years old, running to his big sister because of reasons x, y, and z? can they maybe not, right now, in the midst of some bad horror plot that he's not totally convinced isn't some kind of accidental drug trip brought on by faulty wiring and someone messing around with the suits?

once they're inside, jake is turning back to her, looking at her all over again like he had outside. the urge to just ignore every warning sign and hug her again is very strong, and very there, but she speaks up before he can act on it. ]

What? [ sorry, give him a second. ] I mean- yeah, yeah, I'm fine. Are you alright? [ obviously the more important question, before jake just huffs out a sound of disbelief. ] Mako, you look...amazing. Young. Like really young. What- [ except that where he almost starts off in some kind of nervous rambling, mako asks that, and he blinks. ]

You mean about the monsters attracted by sound?