[ Jefferson would be very pleased to know that the smell of him doesn't make Rumlow sick! He is pretty picky about his cologne and his hair product and whatnot. He offers the other man a lopsided smile, then stands up straight again. ]
I'm not sure it's good, exactly. Maybe your poisoner is very sloppy. [ BUT SERIOUSLY. Jefferson glances over his shoulder for a moment. ] Perhaps I could make you some tea. And broth.
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I'm not sure it's good, exactly. Maybe your poisoner is very sloppy. [ BUT SERIOUSLY. Jefferson glances over his shoulder for a moment. ] Perhaps I could make you some tea. And broth.