[A bullet to the head would have been kinder than this. It's a slow torture. Jesse's throat goes dry as he raises his glass, making the toast an unintentionally silent one. He at least manages another smile in the brief moment before he gets the opportunity to hide in his drink.]
So... How'd you like the mission? Dinosaurs, huh. That's pretty wild.
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So... How'd you like the mission? Dinosaurs, huh. That's pretty wild.