[ She doesn't judge him the way he'd half been expecting her too, and Jesse's respect for her shoots up tenfold. He grins, happy and relieved, only to sober almost immediately. ]
Yeah. Yeah, that's, uh...
[ The more likely scenario, unfortunately. He glances down at the paper crumpled in his hand, then back at her. ]
What's yours say?
I mean, if...if you wanna say. You don't gotta, it's - no pressure.
no subject
Yeah. Yeah, that's, uh...
[ The more likely scenario, unfortunately. He glances down at the paper crumpled in his hand, then back at her. ]
What's yours say?
I mean, if...if you wanna say. You don't gotta, it's - no pressure.