Jesse flinches a little at the demand, backs up enough to get to the door and, oh, this is a bad idea, this is an awful idea, but he shuts it tight, even jiggles the handle so Finch can see it's shut and safe. "There, see? Door closed, nothin' comin' in from outside." The pipe's still clutched tight in his hands.
Have you slept? Have you even slept? "So why don't you, uh, just come on down from there," real slow-like, "and tell me what's goin' on, man." He waits a tick, and then it dawns on his face. "The monster thing?"
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Jesse flinches a little at the demand, backs up enough to get to the door and, oh, this is a bad idea, this is an awful idea, but he shuts it tight, even jiggles the handle so Finch can see it's shut and safe. "There, see? Door closed, nothin' comin' in from outside." The pipe's still clutched tight in his hands.
Have you slept? Have you even slept? "So why don't you, uh, just come on down from there," real slow-like, "and tell me what's goin' on, man." He waits a tick, and then it dawns on his face. "The monster thing?"