"So talk to me," Jesper answers, his voice losing the light, joking airs, and settling into something softer. Something sweet and coaxing. He gently moves away from Wylan, but only to lead him away from the open hall near the door to the couch, somewhere that feels more open to secrets and quiet, whispered talks.
"Tell me what happened. Might not be easy, but it could help."
He takes a seat on the couch with a heavy sigh. It wasn't an easy thing to talk about, what happened, but Jesper deserved to know of all people. There's no room to compare traumatizing events, not in Hell, so he opts to think of it as just an information session. A "what happened" conversation to catch Jesper up on the details.
"Some people were kidnapped to Mercy. I don't know all of the details, but they were cutting people up, replacing body parts and organs, and injecting them with a cocktail of drugs to keep them compliant... I think it was Mammon's whim or something." It wasn't really clear if it was Mammon's doing but it certainly had something to do with him.
Jesper sucks in a breath at the mention of Mercy, but doesn't otherwise say a word while Wylan explains. He had been there once, enough to know it was bad enough on a good day and a straight-up nightmare when anything from Hell was at play. It sounded as though this was definitely one of the worst times to have gotten tied up in there.
It didn't surprise him at all that people were kidnapped, or that Mammon may have had a part to play (either in the orchestration itself or as the target of some kind of cruel retribution). But then there was the matter of Kaz and he had to ask--
"You went after him?" To know what he did either Kaz talked (unlikely), someone else did (a little more probable), or Wylan had the foolish whim to go in after Kaz himself (on-brand for their lot).
"What else was I supposed to do?" This confirms that yes, he went after him. "It took me days to even figure out where he was. I asked around, I went looking at all of Kaz's hiding places - I even went to the Casino thinking he might be there trying to talk you out of gambling again and couldn't find either of you. I nearly asked Lucifer when he actually said something about the possibility to the lot of us who didn't get taken."
He rubs his face, his fingers threading through his hair as he holds the ruddy curls back. It was bad enough that he planned an infiltration and break out on his own hoping to find both of them. But he only found Kaz - and he couldn't save anyone else.
"They took Caleb too but I couldn't find him. I found Kaz in a room by himself high out of his mind." He glances up at Jesper. "I had to get him out of there. I wasn't going to just leave him there."
Another heavy sigh as he looks away.
"Lucifer offered us a way in and I took it. I got him out in one piece." But not entirely in his right mind.
"I should be calling you reckless, going in like that on your own." And he was. But then, weren't they all? As much as he would have worried, it's not like he can do that in retrospect--and underneath that urge to fret is something more solid. Something a bit like pride in the fact that Wylan, scrappiest of them, had gone off on some heroic stint on the hope and a prayer that his friends would be there.
"But...I can't say I wouldn't have done the same if I had been in that position." Honestly, he would have tried to go in on his own with or without Lucifer's invitation.
He bites his lip, looking down at his hands before he drags them through his hair. He wasn't okay. He thought he had lost everyone for a few days and he was alone. That very fact terrified him more than it should, but he also felt immense guilt over the relief he felt when he finally found out where Kaz was being held.
"I hate that I'm glad you two are still here." He says quietly, before immediately changing the subject. "Kaz riding out his high was just... it was hard. I didn't know what I was doing other than letting him ride through the fallout."
There's a pause, before he looks distressed. "He kept ... he kept calling me Jordie."
"How long were you going to pretend to be?" That was something Wylan did, acted okay for one reason or another. It doesn't surprise him that it took him till now to admit it. It was more surprising that he admitted it at all.
He waits for him to talk again, reaching out to take his hand once he finally starts laying out the details. One thing is certain: he'd have to check in on Kaz later. He was planning on it eventually, but it might have to come up sooner with all of this in mind.
And then there's the mention of that name. How many times was Hell going to drag that piece of history back up? "It's not surprising...that Jordie came to mind when he was high out of mind. Tends to be a running theme..."
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"Tell me what happened. Might not be easy, but it could help."
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"Some people were kidnapped to Mercy. I don't know all of the details, but they were cutting people up, replacing body parts and organs, and injecting them with a cocktail of drugs to keep them compliant... I think it was Mammon's whim or something." It wasn't really clear if it was Mammon's doing but it certainly had something to do with him.
"Kaz was taken."
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It didn't surprise him at all that people were kidnapped, or that Mammon may have had a part to play (either in the orchestration itself or as the target of some kind of cruel retribution). But then there was the matter of Kaz and he had to ask--
"You went after him?" To know what he did either Kaz talked (unlikely), someone else did (a little more probable), or Wylan had the foolish whim to go in after Kaz himself (on-brand for their lot).
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He rubs his face, his fingers threading through his hair as he holds the ruddy curls back. It was bad enough that he planned an infiltration and break out on his own hoping to find both of them. But he only found Kaz - and he couldn't save anyone else.
"They took Caleb too but I couldn't find him. I found Kaz in a room by himself high out of his mind." He glances up at Jesper. "I had to get him out of there. I wasn't going to just leave him there."
Another heavy sigh as he looks away.
"Lucifer offered us a way in and I took it. I got him out in one piece." But not entirely in his right mind.
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"But...I can't say I wouldn't have done the same if I had been in that position." Honestly, he would have tried to go in on his own with or without Lucifer's invitation.
"You...okay, though?"
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He bites his lip, looking down at his hands before he drags them through his hair. He wasn't okay. He thought he had lost everyone for a few days and he was alone. That very fact terrified him more than it should, but he also felt immense guilt over the relief he felt when he finally found out where Kaz was being held.
"I hate that I'm glad you two are still here." He says quietly, before immediately changing the subject. "Kaz riding out his high was just... it was hard. I didn't know what I was doing other than letting him ride through the fallout."
There's a pause, before he looks distressed. "He kept ... he kept calling me Jordie."
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He waits for him to talk again, reaching out to take his hand once he finally starts laying out the details. One thing is certain: he'd have to check in on Kaz later. He was planning on it eventually, but it might have to come up sooner with all of this in mind.
And then there's the mention of that name. How many times was Hell going to drag that piece of history back up? "It's not surprising...that Jordie came to mind when he was high out of mind. Tends to be a running theme..."