Jamie climbs cautiously to his feet, keeping his eyes on Greg's silhouette in the fog. He's at a loss for a moment or two, his thoughts going off in a myriad of directions: maybe B was right all along and Virgos really are nothing but back-stabbing jerks - but that can't be right, they're all under a lot of stress and have had weird things happening to them, maybe this is just another part of it - does he really want to learn to use this power growing inside him, if there's a possibility he'll end up like Greg Universe is acting now?

He gives his head a shake, focusing on the last vestiges of power to will the fog to become thicker, until he and Universe are all but obscured from each other's sight.

"Point taken," Jamie says quietly, and when the mist dissipates, he's gone.