[ Jesse eyes the knife - he won't push it any further than he already has - and looks down to the baggy with a grin to himself while taking the flashlight out from under his armpit and wedging it between his legs so he can use both hands properly. He's about to portion a generous bump onto his hand like earlier, but it's hard to see in the dark; he doesn't want to waste any. He lifts his attention back to Ronan, with an incline of his chin to the knife. ]
How 'bout helping a bro out insteada waving that thing around?
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How 'bout helping a bro out insteada waving that thing around?