"Maybe," says Jackson dubiously.

"So, uh, yeah, you should probably tell him that next time."

"Maybe," repeats Jackson quietly.

He sighs. "What's the sticking point now?"

"Why do you think I know?" asks Jackson, frustrated.

"Because you're the one feeling it."

"That doesn't mean I know exactly how to say it so you'll get off my back about it."

"If you ask me to get off your back about it, I will."

Jackson purses his lips and nods.

"Then I'll get off your back about it. Is this supposed to be for this conversation only, or indefinitely...?"

"It doesn't even help, why would you do it again?"

"Well, today I might have convinced you to actually ask your dom to not do a thing you want him to not do, so it's debatable that it doesn't help."

Jackson mumbles grumblingly.

"So. Should I not get on your case in the future, too?"

Frown. Nod.

"Okay. If I think your health or your life's in serious danger, though, I reserve the right to attempt to interfere after making sure I'm not overreacting."

"If anything really bad happens a mage can fix me. I'd go to the health center if it was really bad."

"Uh huh."

"Why don't you believe me?"

"Because you seem to have a fairly self-destructive streak when it comes to this relationship, or at least unhealthily self-effacing, to the point that you didn't even tell your dom you didn't like something, so it would be in-character for you to neglect your health if you believed it would jeopardize your relationship, I think."

"He never told me not to get healed."

"That is not in contradiction with anything I said."

Sigh.

"So, I hope I'm wrong, but if I'm not." Shrug.