I'm important? [ He looked confused for a moment or two. ] Oh, no, sorry. I said impatient, not important. But I guess I can accept the compliment...? [ He had to tease to hide how nice that actually was to hear. ]
Or you could just not push your luck and get real soup when you're sick. If you count yourself as a doctor and me and Jaune as doctors does that mean you have three? [ Eyebrow quirk. ] I'm looking. And... [ He followed through with the motions but couldn't really glean a clue as to what they meant. Probably something nice. Probably? Either way he still did it so Jaune could see. ] Was that right? [ He looked kind of unsure. ]
Yeah, when we get them back. Thanks. Pancake syrup has priority. Okay. [He drizzles syrup on the pancakes.] Here, Dave. The utensils are on your left side. I know you can't see them, but there's a saurolophus, ankylosaurus, kulindadromeus, concavenator and pteranodon.
You're important. [He nods earnestly, looking lost.] I'm not sure what you said. Im...potent? You're not impotent. Imperfect? Everyone is. [Suddenly looks frustrated.] I have a fun idea. What if this place stopped taking away our senses and fu--
[Jeff. Jeff did you just.
He's speechless. And a little horrified. Hurriedly, he tries to force himself to smile, walking away from the pancakes to put what he hopes is a comforting hand on his shoulder. Except oops, Jefferson can't feel. He still grimaces.]
It means you're nurses and I'm the doctor. [ and it's from that point on that he's strategically folded his hands in front of his face so his mouth is hidden behind them, masking the fact that he is trying VERY HARD not to display the shit-eating grin he may or may not be wearing about the fact that he apparently pulled off getting jefferson to do it. he wishes he could see the look on jaune's face. he takes a second to compose himself into that pokerface before dropping his hands. ]
So... left? [ g r i n. he feels around on his left, patting the surface in front of him until he locates a utensil. ] Holy shit. Can one of you take a picture of the pancakes so I can admire them later? They probably look so cool. Which end is their heads.
[ After Jaune's first few guesses into clarifying what he'd said Jefferson simply held up his hands and shook his head to indicate it was fine to not worry about it. The boy's reaction to his attempt to communicate in other ways wasn't quite right, though. He squinted and flitted his eyes to Dave and back again. Was that a bit of awkwardness in the air? Yes. But maybe it was better if he didn't ask what he'd said. Just pretend it hadn't happened. Forcing a smile was probably a good idea. ]
I'd drop the phone if I tried. [ His tone indicated he was just a bit suspicious, but he still wasn't going to say anything. ] Jaune, can you...? [ He mimed taking a photo. ]
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Or you could just not push your luck and get real soup when you're sick. If you count yourself as a doctor and me and Jaune as doctors does that mean you have three? [ Eyebrow quirk. ] I'm looking. And... [ He followed through with the motions but couldn't really glean a clue as to what they meant. Probably something nice. Probably? Either way he still did it so Jaune could see. ] Was that right? [ He looked kind of unsure. ]
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You're important. [He nods earnestly, looking lost.] I'm not sure what you said. Im...potent? You're not impotent. Imperfect? Everyone is. [Suddenly looks frustrated.] I have a fun idea. What if this place stopped taking away our senses and fu--
[Jeff. Jeff did you just.
He's speechless. And a little horrified. Hurriedly, he tries to force himself to smile, walking away from the pancakes to put what he hopes is a comforting hand on his shoulder. Except oops, Jefferson can't feel. He still grimaces.]
I think you're pretty cool too.
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So... left? [ g r i n. he feels around on his left, patting the surface in front of him until he locates a utensil. ] Holy shit. Can one of you take a picture of the pancakes so I can admire them later? They probably look so cool. Which end is their heads.
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I'd drop the phone if I tried. [ His tone indicated he was just a bit suspicious, but he still wasn't going to say anything. ] Jaune, can you...? [ He mimed taking a photo. ]