[Well, it worked. Kind of. If Jesse's any calmer, it's only because he's focused on something internal now. He turns to continue walking down the corridor, eyes now fixed pointedly ahead of him while he simmers in silence. He's planning to just let it go, the way he's been doing for the past month and a half. It's over. It's done. He's not even sure he really wants to know the answers to the questions he's been holding back.
But he can't do it. He can't be smart and keep his mouth shut. After a couple minutes he stops and swivels around to face Mike again.]
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But he can't do it. He can't be smart and keep his mouth shut. After a couple minutes he stops and swivels around to face Mike again.]
What'd I do wrong?