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[mrballisticsdummy]

So...exactly what he's doing now.

"Oh my god, you couldn't prove my point harder if you tried."

He puts his water on the floor, away from foot traffic. "This is pretty much how high school was for me, too. Less...blowing up, of course. But - one or two friends. And we spent more time fucking around than anything else. Well, not too much fucking around. Still had to get good grades or dad would be on my ass, but enough."

He leans his head back.

"I hate it here, Jon. I'm not going to - blow it all to hell again or anything. And it's definitely the death toll talking. But I want to go home." He laughs, more than a little bitterly.

[epistemological]

Jon looks back at him for a moment before he lets his own glass rest on the ground. He's not sure what to say about that, because he gets it. He really, most sincerely, does.

"I'm sure you do," he says quietly, gently, really, "and thankfully, eventually, you will. I do have faith in that."

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He nods. "Thanks," he tells him, honest though it's marred a bit by his own smarmy tone. "I don't have a choice, but thanks." He gives him a bit of a nudge.

"Well, I'll let you pick the next movie since you sat through that?" he tells him. "And hopefully when I'm not about to drop, I might actually appreciate it?"

[epistemological]

"You don't," he agrees, "but it's better than the alternative. So I'll keep hoping regardless."

He'll nudge him back before he starts hunting around on his computer for the movie he's putting on, which might surprise Jacobi.

"...not a word. to anyone, thank you."

Because that file he just selected? Definitely says 'Raiders of the Lost Ark'.

[mrballisticsdummy]

"Oh my god, Jon, do you like Indy?" he asks. "You?" He mimes zipping his lips.

Not a word.

But -

"Nice choice."

[epistemological]

He looks back at Jacobi. Because if he could not appreciate a proper adventure movie, let alone the adventure movie, well, there was just nowhere this friendship could go, clearly.

But it's just as clear how much he genuinely enjoys the movies when he murmurs-

"Thank you."

And if he's mouthing along with more than a few of the lines as the movie starts, so be it.

[mrballisticsdummy]

Jacobi's just as into this one as he was to the other (and it helps that Harrison Ford is very much his Type), but it's clear that he's not going to make it all the way through. He tries. He tries really hard. But just as they Indy starts the truck chase on horseback, Jacobi can't keep his eyes open any longer. He slinks back against the wall, dozing.

[epistemological]

Jon Knows, but he’ll watch til the end of the scene before stopping it and collecting his things. Then he’ll pack up and leave a note on top of a sleeping Jacobi’s forehead.

Daniel,

You’re a Philistine. We’ll finish up next time. And stop walking around so much.

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Daniel wakes when he hears the door close, a little confused as to where he is but - ah. Right.

He finds the note, reads it with a fond eyeroll, and then finally lies down to get comfortable. "C'mon," he mutters to the wolf, raising up an arm for him briefly. But he's already back asleep.

[questionsonly]

He'll burrow underneath. It's not exactly rocket science.