"I'm sorry." He's a broken record, but nothing else seems to want to come out. He took another step back, putting as much space between them as he could in the hall. Jet couldn't be anywhere near him, the last thing he wanted to do was hurt Initiate.

"Y-you need to get out of here, I don't want you to get hurt." It terrified him to think he could hurt someone important to him all because he was...what? Losing it? Being tormented by the Gamemakers? He couldn't even tell and that was just as terrifying.

Except, there might be one way to tell. Every other time, when someone else had been around, it had stopped but not this time...either that meant he really was going insane or maybe...

"Wait...did you...did you hear anything a moment ago? Besides me?" He had to take a breath and force the clarification out. "Voices?" Just asking about it made him feel crazy and he wanted to just leave before Initiate could tell him no and confirm what Jet feared, but he needed to know. Except, if this was the gamemakers trying to fuck him up, asking Initiate to answer when Jet knew they were being watched was like asking him to lay down in front of a damn car just for Jet's peace of mind. Like hell.

He quickly shook his head and held up a hand. "Nevermind, don't answer me." He phrased it like an order on purpose. It needed to be listened to, for Initiate's own safety.