Jam was the mirror image of Jane yet as he developed and shed his more feminine qualities, his strength rose to the surface and colored his appearance with brushstrokes of reds, oranges, and black.
He loved her. He did, and yet lately she'd been annoyingly out of sync, refusing to visit the 10th plane where he lived. Jam didn't like coming back to the lower levels, sometimes he'd have to search the timeline to find her where she'd hide in the most past she could find.
He knew she felt safe there and yet his own life depended upon her survival.