Nathaniel is in Jason's room, furiously cleaning the place.

Where Jason had voided his body, he's currently scrubbing.

It's as if he could undo everything if he could just get the room clean enough. He's already dumped Jason's fucking stash, stripped the bed and remade it, and taken care of the laundry.

Now he's scrubbing.

Scrubbing and trying poorly not to cry.