The more Jason talked, the more Hana was beginning to think that this was going to be something deep, and dark. Perhaps even darker than anything she'd already seen of his past from his memories or nightmares. As she stayed curled up on the couch, her fingers' grip on her own arms tightened a bit.

And then loosened when she heard his Big Reveal.

"Wait, you—" she paused, giving a few slow blinks, "That's it? You lied about sleeping around... to protect your reputation."

What is this, this is so extra, Jason, please.

"What, so you said that so I'd think you were some kind of bad boy? That worked out really well, huh?"

As in, it didn't work. At all. Although their initial interactions had certainly been flirtatious and built almost entirely around the assumption that Jason was some kind of playboy, Hana was quick to realize that he wasn't really like that. Especially after she'd seen his memories.