"Are you? I suppose it's understandable, considering your rather crazy life so far," Rupert points out. He unfolds a hand from under his head and reaches out to lift aside the collar of Jonas's shirt, nudging aside the scarf, revealing the unhappy scars around his neck. A testament to at least one very good reason why nobody could blame Jonas for being a little bit insane.

"Things haven't exactly been easy for you." There's no pity in his voice, no sentimentality, but Rupert's expression softens sadly as he inspects the scarred skin. "Perhaps a little insanity is called for."