[ He can't find the right words to say, like he needs to prove to Peter that he does love Grace and does want to do whatever he can to get her back. All he can manage is to try to keep himself together long enough that he doesn't look even weaker than he already does. Jefferson finds himself swallowing thickly, blinking more than he ought to, as if trying to keep a breakdown at bay, and then he startles as he sees the dice suddenly move.
He practically jumps out of his skin when Eliot suddenly rests an elbow on his shoulder, and where normally he'd relax the moment he realized who it was, Eliot may notice the tension running through Jefferson, and the shakiness in his breathing. But at least Eliot offers him an escape-- not just from the boy, but (ideally) from this entire space. All he wants right now is to retreat back home and hide out until he can stomach going out again. ]
Yeah-- uh. [ He wipes his eyes and moves to stand. ] Sorry. I have to-- [ Why is he apologizing to Peter at all? Jefferson gestures vaguely and uselessly, and moves to Eliot's side. (Running away, as usual.) ]
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He practically jumps out of his skin when Eliot suddenly rests an elbow on his shoulder, and where normally he'd relax the moment he realized who it was, Eliot may notice the tension running through Jefferson, and the shakiness in his breathing. But at least Eliot offers him an escape-- not just from the boy, but (ideally) from this entire space. All he wants right now is to retreat back home and hide out until he can stomach going out again. ]
Yeah-- uh. [ He wipes his eyes and moves to stand. ] Sorry. I have to-- [ Why is he apologizing to Peter at all? Jefferson gestures vaguely and uselessly, and moves to Eliot's side. (Running away, as usual.) ]