"We have to be careful with him," Theresa was saying, "he might really go on us this time." The others watched her with wide eyes. There were only six of them in the room. Jay was upstairs, isolating himself after- in his opinion- nearly jeopardizing the mission and everyone's lives. They'd seen him like this before. As his own worst enemy, Jay did more damage to himself then Cronus could even dream of. Jay would never abandon them, they knew that, but he would break himself. Jay would kill himself, and he hurt a little more every time he was left alone like this.
"I'm really worried about him but I don't know how to snap him out of this- he… he needs to understand that we're all in this together," she was saying. Herry cleared his throat and Theresa spun around. Jay was standing at the bottom of the stairs and looking at them with eyes that didn't really see them. They all averted their eyes. Archie was the first to get to his feet, and the others quickly followed and made to leave the room. Theresa was the one to heal Jay, even as temporarily as she could manage; she was the only one who'd had any effect. Theresa shook her head, suppressing a sob as she sank onto the couch. Jay finally seemed to see her and tilted his head to study her. It happened fast, but Archie turned on his heel and there was a loud crack as his knuckles broke Jay's nose and their leader was thrown back onto the stairs. Before anyone could stop him Archie leapt on top of the broken man, and what should've been a one-sided fight wound up with Jay pounding his fist into Archie's belly as hard as he could and the two of them rolled across the floor.
Only moments later they both got up and everyone cringed, expecting another attack, but Jay dusted his legs off and touched his nose with an obvious wince.
"Thanks," he said.
Archie shrugged and waltzed out the door, not bothering to see the look on everyone's astonished faces.