[ Jesse was leaning up against the door frame as well, biting at a thumbnail and really half-expecting her to just not open the door. When it does, he jumps a little, rounds himself so he can see her instead. Definitely, definitely understands the in over her head notion - just unlike when he's seen it on himself, he's here to offer help. ]
Waddya need? [ Anything. ] Ya need graves, right?
[ Which is surprisingly nonchalant, even as he worriedly rubs a hand over one of his eyes. It's not his first rodeo. ]
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Waddya need? [ Anything. ] Ya need graves, right?
[ Which is surprisingly nonchalant, even as he worriedly rubs a hand over one of his eyes. It's not his first rodeo. ]