[Jay's still getting the hang of this whole 'physical contact' thing, and the way her laugh vibrates through his bones takes some getting used to.]
[Gradually, he pulls back. He doesn't let go, but he pulls back, tries to give Shepard a chance to breathe, tries to give himself a chance to process the whole Alex Kralie thing.]
I'll, uh. [He's looking at a spot just past her shoulder. There's nothing there; it's just easier than meeting her eyes.] I'll try and pick something he'll tolerate. If that even exists.
[Just, y'know, a fun joke about the man who killed him, about how he's an insufferable film snob when he's not clawing out your eyes or trying to lodge a bullet in your gut. It's fine. This is fine.]
[And it's not completely a joke. Jay thinks he's watched enough hours of Alex Kralie to find something that would fit his narrow criteria for true film. As long as he hasn't changed too much, they'll be fine. Ha.]
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[Gradually, he pulls back. He doesn't let go, but he pulls back, tries to give Shepard a chance to breathe, tries to give himself a chance to process the whole Alex Kralie thing.]
I'll, uh. [He's looking at a spot just past her shoulder. There's nothing there; it's just easier than meeting her eyes.] I'll try and pick something he'll tolerate. If that even exists.
[Just, y'know, a fun joke about the man who killed him, about how he's an insufferable film snob when he's not clawing out your eyes or trying to lodge a bullet in your gut. It's fine. This is fine.]
[And it's not completely a joke. Jay thinks he's watched enough hours of Alex Kralie to find something that would fit his narrow criteria for true film. As long as he hasn't changed too much, they'll be fine. Ha.]