"He is, yes." Jervis mumbled as he stayed in Jerome's lap, trying to keep himself awake and with it. He had some sugar, some energy and he was just catching a few moments of nothingness. Jon would soon have the files and then they could really begin to study him. "He put a grenade on me. Pretty funny, you'd agree. Kaboom, he said. One wrong move and we're dead."

Jervis haphazardly struggled up from Jerome's lap and raised a hand, no shame as he waved it around. "Mr Nygma!"