[There's a groan, muffled as he runs his hands down his face. This was not how he thought this conversation would come up.]
I had just got here. I didn't know--[That he was here? That they apparently had more history than he was aware of? That this would become this much of a mess?] I didn't know.
[Jesper isn't sure if doing this now is better or worse than if they had the chance to have the conversation face to face. He knows Wylan's upset, it's evident in his voice--at least this way he doesn't have to deal with seeing the face that matches that emotion.]
That you were here, for one. That we--that there was a "we" to consider for another.
[He breathes, and there's a clink of metal in the background noise. He's fiddling with his guns, nervous energy needing something as an outlet.]
[He's silent, inhaling deeply. This was the part he was afraid of and after he was affectionate with him. They weren't together yet where Jesper is from, which meant... a lot of things actually. He takes a deep breath, inhaling slowly before he finally finds his courage to speak.]
What is the last thing you remember?
[It's quiet, nervous, his voice shaking as he speaks. He probably doesn't need to know this but if he doesn't know he's certain he'll just keep holding this against Jesper.
[This is a turning point, he can feel it. It's that electric feeling before a storm, where you feel it in the very air if you focus. Jesper doesn't like it one bit, because he doesn't know where this is going to go.]
Sitting at a piano, with a boy I thought was you.
[That finally puts how he reacted to you and your stupid face the first time, doesn't it? There's another heavy sigh. Wylan's owed answers, but that doesn't mean Jesper has to like the line of questioning.]
I started putting it together after we met up, but Noah confirmed it...Guess you mentioned me to him, huh?
Yeah, I really don't know how that turns out. [Except that it, apparently, had gone in his favor. Barely ten minutes into Hell and he had fucked that up unknowingly. What luck.] You know, if you want to clear that up at all.
Any particular reason I came up with Noah, or was this just a casual conversation deal?
Right. Good--[And is that relief you hear? Absolutely. Clear, audible relief.
And it hangs there for a moment. Both because it's settling in and because Jesper isn't quite sure what else to say. If there is more to say.]
Don't go getting into trouble with Noah, all right? [When in doubt, deflect, deflect, deflect.] If he's willing to take on dragon taming, who knows what else you'd end up getting yourself into.
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[There's a pause. Jesper's weighing just how much of the truth he's willing to elaborate with here.]
Had a run-in with one of his friends--boyfriend? I didn't realize they knew one another or anything.
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[He pauses. Before he sighs a little.]
What did you do?
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[He sighs, and again weighs the matter of truth.]
Might have got a bit...hands-on with getting to know Kavinsky.
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[He goes silent, trying his best to breathe.]
I hope you had fun.
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[There's a groan, muffled as he runs his hands down his face. This was not how he thought this conversation would come up.]
I had just got here. I didn't know--[That he was here? That they apparently had more history than he was aware of? That this would become this much of a mess?] I didn't know.
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[Which part? If time was weird...was it possible that Jesper was from a time before they got together?
Oh Saints that was it wasn't it?]
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That you were here, for one. That we--that there was a "we" to consider for another.
[He breathes, and there's a clink of metal in the background noise. He's fiddling with his guns, nervous energy needing something as an outlet.]
We aren't together where--when--I'm from, Wy.
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What is the last thing you remember?
[It's quiet, nervous, his voice shaking as he speaks. He probably doesn't need to know this but if he doesn't know he's certain he'll just keep holding this against Jesper.
Jesper didn't know... so when did he find out?]
And when did you find out?
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Sitting at a piano, with a boy I thought was you.
[That finally puts how he reacted to you and your stupid face the first time, doesn't it? There's another heavy sigh. Wylan's owed answers, but that doesn't mean Jesper has to like the line of questioning.]
I started putting it together after we met up, but Noah confirmed it...Guess you mentioned me to him, huh?
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I did. [He pauses, wondering what Noah actually said to Jesper, but he doesn't pry.] You came up while Noah and I were talking on the boat.
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Any particular reason I came up with Noah, or was this just a casual conversation deal?
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[Sorry Jesper, he's not going to clear it up for you just yet.]
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Right. He has a way of just getting you to talk...
[Though speaking of talking.]
We're...okay. Right? [At least don't leave him hanging on that one, Wylan.]
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[He pauses before he nods to himself, not that Jesper could see it. He's still quiet.]
Yeah. Yeah, we're okay.
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And it hangs there for a moment. Both because it's settling in and because Jesper isn't quite sure what else to say. If there is more to say.]
Don't go getting into trouble with Noah, all right? [When in doubt, deflect, deflect, deflect.] If he's willing to take on dragon taming, who knows what else you'd end up getting yourself into.
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[Too late. Too late!]
You too. [A pause.] Try not to get into too much trouble?
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[He can read that from a mile away. He's not going to ask what kind, but he knows something went down.]
How much trouble can I reasonably get into?
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A lot if you're already getting into trouble in Hell.
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We could make it a double dose of trouble.
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[He laughs a little.]
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