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[swedge]

It's Jo, leave a message.

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[thoughtless]

i don't know.

[ that's it. it's not a direct answer to her vague question, but the fact that he doesn't try to clarify or correct her might be enough. ]

would you kill me? if i asked you to do it.

[ not the heroic sacrifice it could be; he's clinging to the fact that people come back. ]

[swedge]

then I wouldn't be so sure it is you

[ she's not saying it matters, either way, but maybe it does.

and then it's another 'takes quite some times before she can hit send' kind of texts. she doesn't want to. she really doesn't want to. but- ]

yes. if you asked

[ but only because he'd come back. and she could smack him upside the head for ever asking her to do it in the first place. ]

[thoughtless]

[ he doesn't have an answer for the first part. the optimism's noted, and he appreciates it on some level, but he can't really muster it for himself. ]

relax. it wouldn't be the first time.

[ slightly dark, misplaced humor. it's extremely forced, but it's an attempt to make this less incredibly awkward for her. then, likewise barely making it into the same text: ]

thanks.

[swedge]

[ she can appreciate the humor, there, though it's more of a pained sort of chuckle that it produces. not exactly what she wants to hear when it comes to jackson, or when he goes home. not at all.

but this is a different jackson. she has to remind herself of that. ]

oh yeah, definitely feeling relaxed

[ it's the thanks that honestly feels the most out of place, and she ends up shaking her head before she remembers he can't actually see her. ]

don't thank me yet