[ Jesse loiters restlessly on the spot like he wants to back away with his hands frozen in the air. Slowly, very slowly, he cautiously starts lowering them. This has gotta be some kind of sick hallucination, right? ...<>Right?! ]
Uh. Uhh. [ He swallows hard. He can barely form a coherent thought in his bewildered mind. ] Jesus, think I oughta be askin' you the same thing!
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Uh. Uhh. [ He swallows hard. He can barely form a coherent thought in his bewildered mind. ] Jesus, think I oughta be askin' you the same thing!