Hey. I’m past that. If I wanted to kill you, I’d let you know. ( ?? ) Besides — who else am I supposed to make carry the fishing bait if you’re gone?
.. whatever. you’re lucky i’m in a good mood. ( he won’t let jean have all the glory here, he takes a bold step forward as he practically throws his arms around the taller man’s shoulders. must’ve been waiting. )
( he begins firmly, truly, but his will was never that strong in moments like this and he falters embarrassingly quickly. the blond knows what he’s doing, he’s sure. )