[And, again, Tim's given him ammo. He's given him yet another way to hurt him. And not just hurt him, but another weakness that can absolutely destroy him. Jacobi sits with that for a long moment, but finds the thought of using Sasha against Tim to be - detestable.
[Tim's arm lifts, a hand resting on Jacobi's shoulder for long enough to give him a tight squeeze. Still brief, but just long enough.]
Thanks.
[And when he unloops himself from Jacobi, so he can squat down and look at Jacobi's handiwork, there's a visible difference in how he holds himself. Looser, less tense - relaxed. Genuinely relieved and relaxed.]
Oh sure, I've definitely thought about giving up my really lucrative career in legal crime where I get to blow things up to follow in the footsteps of Jesus Christ.
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Well, now I know not to ask.
[And, again, Tim's given him ammo. He's given him yet another way to hurt him. And not just hurt him, but another weakness that can absolutely destroy him. Jacobi sits with that for a long moment, but finds the thought of using Sasha against Tim to be - detestable.
He glances back.]
Your couch should be fixed.
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Thanks.
[And when he unloops himself from Jacobi, so he can squat down and look at Jacobi's handiwork, there's a visible difference in how he holds himself. Looser, less tense - relaxed. Genuinely relieved and relaxed.]
You ever thought about getting into carpentry?
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[He rolls his eyes.]
Don't be stupid. Have a beer with me.
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As a hobby or something, wanker. You like doing shit with your hands, the complex shit requires meticulous forethought.
[He grabs the couch as he's talking, pulling it forward and lowering it back to the ground, scooping up one of the beers as he flops down.]
But pardon me for trying to enrich your life.
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You are so pardoned for suggesting such a menial task.