[ Even if John were to protest, Jim would still insist. It's been too long since they've had time to really talk, to let things out. He knows John's not in a great place right now— can't be, after so many of his people have left.
And he doesn't want him bottling it all in. That's never the solution.
Jim breathes out a soft chuckle, a hand resting on John's back as though guiding him to one of the seats just outside. ]
It's just one beer, you lightweight. Besides— [ Jim shrugs. ] You promised that wouldn't happen again, and I believe you.
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And he doesn't want him bottling it all in. That's never the solution.
Jim breathes out a soft chuckle, a hand resting on John's back as though guiding him to one of the seats just outside. ]
It's just one beer, you lightweight. Besides— [ Jim shrugs. ] You promised that wouldn't happen again, and I believe you.