[ Jesse is squinting again at the harsh light blaring in his eyes, until Kavinsky is swinging around to start back for camp. Jesse watches him, uneasy as hell, knowing he shouldn't be tempting fate with this asswipe. But it seems, maybe, he's talked his way around Kavinsky giving him what he's after.
Maybe. Possibly. Only one way to find out.
Slowly, he starts after Kavinsky, guarded and careful to keep a few paces behind. He doesn't want to get too close, doesn't want to seem to eager. He wonders, with a sick little twist of guilt, what Ronan would say right now if he knew he was doing this. Ronan had, after all, warned him about staying away from Kavinsky.
Without a word, he follows Kavinsky back to camp. ]
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Maybe. Possibly. Only one way to find out.
Slowly, he starts after Kavinsky, guarded and careful to keep a few paces behind. He doesn't want to get too close, doesn't want to seem to eager. He wonders, with a sick little twist of guilt, what Ronan would say right now if he knew he was doing this. Ronan had, after all, warned him about staying away from Kavinsky.
Without a word, he follows Kavinsky back to camp. ]