"Was it? I'm glad I wasn't paying attention then, I have a really weak stomach." Jayce smiles wryly. "It's the one part of medicine that was probably always going to be a problem." This is pretty much an understatement, although he doubts anything in here is going to be the same as seeing a bunch of dead bodies, which sets him off. But he can admit to being a little squeamish. He'll get better with experience, although he hopes to never be good at corpses.

"I might take you up on that, I haven't seemed to be able to do it on my own." His mind is racing too much. Jayce isn't sure he wants to sleep, but it currently isn't because he is choosing it. So it's a problem. He gets up and gestures for them to head out of the class, rubbing at his eyes.

"My partner and I are having a break and I'm co-dependent." Jayce feels like if he attempts to have a sense of humor about it, it'll make it easier, but he is co-dependent.