[ if jeff seems at all paranoid (and maybe he is, but only the slightest bit), it's because there are people like ghost face out there who will just sit and stalk in silence until they get bored enough to come and plunge a knife into your guts, and while that's... nothing new for either of them, the thought is still unpleasant. even more so outside of trials.
but jeff keeps walking, keeping relatively close to david's side, but leaving enough space to not come off as invasive or weird, and only glances over his shoulder once more, his attention pulled back by david's hand patting his shoulder. he offers a brief smile back.
for a minute or two, jeff's content to let the silence sit between them, no uncomfortable desire to fill it with anything small or useless. eventually, though, he asks: ]
So, uh. You remember who you pissed off?
[ his eyebrows lift almost teasingly, the corner of his mouth pulling slightly up and to one side in the faintest of smirks. ]
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but jeff keeps walking, keeping relatively close to david's side, but leaving enough space to not come off as invasive or weird, and only glances over his shoulder once more, his attention pulled back by david's hand patting his shoulder. he offers a brief smile back.
for a minute or two, jeff's content to let the silence sit between them, no uncomfortable desire to fill it with anything small or useless. eventually, though, he asks: ]
So, uh. You remember who you pissed off?
[ his eyebrows lift almost teasingly, the corner of his mouth pulling slightly up and to one side in the faintest of smirks. ]