Today has been... eventful, to say the very least. Jon's going through withdrawal, and he's much worse off than I thought.
I even had to take him to the emergency room. It scared the shit out of me, I can tell you that much. I thought... I thought I was going to lose him. Thank God I was able to stay calm. I don't know what would have happened if I'd simply shut down like I normally do.
He's being released tomorrow, into Bruce's care. Poor thing's exhausted; I left him only twenty minutes ago, sleeping soundly. I'll be there when he awakes, too. I just needed a little bit of time to myself, you know, and possibly a quick nap.
I wonder if he'd like flowers or chocolate or something.