( He thinks for a second. He considered leaving--his body even turns to look back toward the door, but... his feet move forward and toward her, instead. ) I don't wanna disappoint you, Claire. But I've tried--I've really tried to do it his way, to work within the law or whatever, but it never works.
( His gaze finds the floor as feet stop; the wheels turning, seeking what and who he is now. Now that he's decided indefinitely that what he came as and what he was now were different. ) Maybe I do need to be the bad guy.
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Do you have any questions for me? Concerns?
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( His gaze finds the floor as feet stop; the wheels turning, seeking what and who he is now. Now that he's decided indefinitely that what he came as and what he was now were different. ) Maybe I do need to be the bad guy.
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[The bad guy. Claire knows she's the bad guy in some stories, but Jason doesn't deserve to be that, truly. Or dead.]
Let's give this a try, at least. Some part of you trusts me.