"It can be hard to tell, y'know?"

JW fiddled with a loose thread on his jeans. He doubted Jack would have that big of a reaction but man, it was weird to talk about. People got ideas. Especially back home. Momentarily he remembered Betty's smug face in the newspaper and frowned.

"So I miiight be a little schizophrenic?" James managed to squeak out with a tilt of his head. "Well. More like a lot. Let me tell you, finally being medicated after almost thirty years and then taken right back off of it is a hell of a ride."