Jason's point of view during Identity. Word: Say.
He stared at the newspaper in his hands, what it said. What it meant. Miserable, disgusted.
Resigned.
Somehow he had always known, deep inside of himself. His peculiar skills, his reactions, his thought process; what he was comfortable with, and what made him nervous—what else could he have been, honestly? Shipping? He almost laughed.
He had always known, yes, but that fact did nothing to assuage the bitterness of the confirmation.