Cougar glares at Jake when he accuses him of waking up Veronica. Now that the dream is clearing, he can also see that Jake doesn't have his glasses. Cougar leans forward and smacks the back of his head, cursing at him, before creeping out stealthily and silently to find Jake's glasses in the dark, back in his bedroom.

He slides them on Jake's face, leaning over to light one of the lamps so he can get a good look at how much of a cut there is, splayed fingers grabbing Jake's chin to shove it up, elongating his neck. The divot of the cut is evident, especially when Cougar rubs away a droplet of blood. "How are the cojones?" he asks, unable to help his smirk.