Jason wasn't one to judge, he hadn't even bothered shaving since he was running behind. He hated being late to anything. Making his way over he dropped down across from Hana, reaching up to run a hand through his hair to try and work out some of the mess, giving up after a second he reached over for the pot and the cup.

"Sorry I'm late." He had to stop himself from adding 'I didn't want to come' as he usually told people when he was late. As he actually wanted to see Hana. "You look about like I feel, you okay Hana?" He asked on as he doctored the coffee with to much cream and sugar. She was cute all the same, even half put together and clearly tired.