[ It’s enough to get a surprised laugh out of Jesse despite his innate distrust. It’s impossible to keep his thoughts from flashing back, if only just for a moment, to their days in Blackwatch. Nights spent attempting to drink one another under the table, before paranoia and betrayal had spoiled it all.
Jesse shakes his head in a disbelieving sort of way, in part to help him shake off the sudden influx of memories. ]
You came over for a drink?
[ He doesn’t bother to hide the disbelief in his tone, but at least he doesn’t have his battle-ready stance out. There’s not even a gun at his hip, believe it or not. ]
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Jesse shakes his head in a disbelieving sort of way, in part to help him shake off the sudden influx of memories. ]
You came over for a drink?
[ He doesn’t bother to hide the disbelief in his tone, but at least he doesn’t have his battle-ready stance out. There’s not even a gun at his hip, believe it or not. ]