Crap

Only when Jason is mentioned does Alec take a look around to find that it was not just him and Misty. His cheeks flush slightly and he moves onto the couch quietly. This wasn't exactly something he liked other people to see, even if it was just Jason. 

Wincing a little as Misty checks him over, he just sits quietly until she returns with an ice pack. Setting it on his head, he bites his lip. It was cold and it hurt, but he knew it would help. 

Her question lowers his gaze and he shrugs lamely. Glancing back up again, he sees Jason has left the room, leaving him a little more free to talk. "It's just Agency crap," he finally admits. He knew it had happened to Carson... it happened to Gage... and probably most anybody else who had gotten out of the Agency. It was like an unavoidable side affect. 

"I guess it happens more when I'm under stress." He eyes Misty for a moment. "I'm okay though... it's just a dream, right?" 

In the kitchen Jason sits at the table, leaving Alec and Misty be. He didn't want to but in, and he knew good and well that Alec would talk more if he wasn't there. He was content just to wait in here for as long as it took until Misty was free again.