[ It's okay, he won't laugh (too much) at that failed attempt at looking all tough and reproachful. Jefferson puts an arm around Rumlow, offering some support as he guides the other man back to the master bedroom. It's a good thing it's on the first floor, so that he doesn't have to try to haul the other man up some stairs or anything. ]
Why would somebody do that?
[ He asks in a mild tone, not skeptical, just questioning. It's not like Jefferson isn't used to things that sound crazy. His own mind is full of it. ]
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Why would somebody do that?
[ He asks in a mild tone, not skeptical, just questioning. It's not like Jefferson isn't used to things that sound crazy. His own mind is full of it. ]