"Leave and go die somewhere else you mean? No thank you." Jack struggled internally with this for a few moments. As much as you scared him, you clearly werent going to hurt him right now. That and, you were the first non VIP government official he had talked to since his father got his job 8 years ago. It felt good to talk to you, even about things like this. But he couldnt tell you he was actually starting to LIKE you, so he came up with a less impressive excuse. "Id get bloodstains on my conscious if i let you leave. Your staying, the doctor is going to help you, and when your better, were hiking out of this joint, and going to my father to take care of this game of charades."

Jack had never actually told anybody what to do before, and didnt know if he sounded like he was just being a total jerk. He prayed he wasnt, because he was just getting used to you, and didnt want to agitate you. He also didnt want to seem like the snobby rich kid who always gets his way, even though, he mostly is. He tried to cover up his rather rude command, with a moment of sincerity. "Uhm.. how are you feeling.. i mean with being sick and all. Is it getting better or worse? Is there any way I could help make you more comfortable?"