As they all walked into the living room, the weight of everything that had transpired seemed to settle in, but Jason, ever the protector, turned to face his friends with a serious expression. His voice was low but firm, carrying the burden of all the unspoken things between them.

"We don’t discuss anything about the past with Y/N. Not yet," Jason said, his gaze shifting from one friend to the next, his words cutting through the heavy silence in the room. "We don’t want to cause her any more trauma or make it worse for her. She’s been through enough. The last thing we need is to overwhelm her with everything she’s missed."