[That's not a face that's lying, that's what Jesse knows. And it feels like Walt's just hit him. He's reeling. He looks around the room for a second like he's searching for something - some kind of stability, maybe - and he ends up sinking down onto the bed because what he's really looking for is intangible and this is the best he can do with what exists in the real world.
no subject
He doesn't say anything.]