[For a second, Jake feels a sense of bewilderment. Was he really being that easy to read? He thinks, by nature, that he isn't. That he's unforthcoming, more detached than most, more direct and uncaring for others' opinions. Ironically, it is the opposite that is true -- he's the grounded one, the one that worries when things go awry, when they have the potential of going awry, like now. He's the sensitive one who just believes he has thick skin.
(He has to pretend he does, after everything.)
He shifts in his seat again, hesitant, but hiding it by running his hand through his hair.]
I'm concerned. [It's the same thing, Jake.] And so, I've got a request, if you'll entertain me.
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(He has to pretend he does, after everything.)
He shifts in his seat again, hesitant, but hiding it by running his hand through his hair.]
I'm concerned. [It's the same thing, Jake.] And so, I've got a request, if you'll entertain me.