[Jeff, meanwhile, sees that little thread and jumps on it. Grips it tight, because he's not let himself talk about it too much, think about it too much, either - but it still plagues him relentlessly. When he sleeps. Hell, most of the time when he simply closes his eyes for too long.]
What did you think about?
[They'd talked, of course, when it was just them, when they'd begun to open up with each other. Jeff seems slightly desperate to touch on that again. Something familiar.]
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What did you think about?
[They'd talked, of course, when it was just them, when they'd begun to open up with each other. Jeff seems slightly desperate to touch on that again. Something familiar.]
You know what I mean.