Hey, it's -- [ He starts forward, stops himself just in case, then realises as he does it how stupid that reaction feels. No matter what's happened between them, Jacob is still his friend, and he's clearly in some kind of pain.
Resolute, he crosses the space between them, reaching out to put a crooked finger under Jacob's chin and encourage him to lift his eyes back up before his touch drifts back, down onto the assassin's shoulder. ] Wanna talk about it?
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Resolute, he crosses the space between them, reaching out to put a crooked finger under Jacob's chin and encourage him to lift his eyes back up before his touch drifts back, down onto the assassin's shoulder. ] Wanna talk about it?