[ He leans his head against hers, sighing softly, rubbing her arm. He can do this, even as he's feeling far from his best. It's not so alien to him, being the one offering comfort.
Jefferson stills, though, when Kenzi reveals the source of the blood. The tension's hard to mask, but he tries to push past it, focusing on her rather than himself, for a change. ]
And he's okay? Matt. [ In case he needed to clarify. Jefferson presses a kiss to Kenzi's temple and moves to stand. ] Nevermind. No more dawdling. I'll get dressed, and we can go. [ Where, though? To the hotel he hid out at to get away from his own fake partner, before Kenzi and Brock offered him a place to stay. (Brock, who'd always been so kind to him... But whatever happened, Kenzi's reaction is real. And as the first person he ever connected with here, his loyalty's with her.)
Who can he call? Cassian? Emma? He'll figure it out once they're out of here. Find a payphone or something... ]
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Jefferson stills, though, when Kenzi reveals the source of the blood. The tension's hard to mask, but he tries to push past it, focusing on her rather than himself, for a change. ]
And he's okay? Matt. [ In case he needed to clarify. Jefferson presses a kiss to Kenzi's temple and moves to stand. ] Nevermind. No more dawdling. I'll get dressed, and we can go. [ Where, though? To the hotel he hid out at to get away from his own fake partner, before Kenzi and Brock offered him a place to stay. (Brock, who'd always been so kind to him... But whatever happened, Kenzi's reaction is real. And as the first person he ever connected with here, his loyalty's with her.)
Who can he call? Cassian? Emma? He'll figure it out once they're out of here. Find a payphone or something... ]