[ His enthusiasm dims at her somewhat lackluster response. It's so different from how JJ would talk about his work: always with enthusiasm and pride, which is why it's jarring for her to seem so uninterested in the topic when he would've expected her to be so happy to get a look back at what she's lost. Or maybe it's just too painful to look and what she no longer has.
In any case, JJ doesn't expect to be yanked suddenly away, but he follows along with her incessant tugs, stumbling slightly as he hurries to follow her lead. The scene goes quickly from heartwarming and inspiring to something more unnerving. He can't tell what it is, maybe the shout from the crowd, maybe the way she's pulling him away like there's something to be worried about.
Or maybe she's just eager to find a way out of the memory, JJ's never been particularly good at reading the atmosphere. ]
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In any case, JJ doesn't expect to be yanked suddenly away, but he follows along with her incessant tugs, stumbling slightly as he hurries to follow her lead. The scene goes quickly from heartwarming and inspiring to something more unnerving. He can't tell what it is, maybe the shout from the crowd, maybe the way she's pulling him away like there's something to be worried about.
Or maybe she's just eager to find a way out of the memory, JJ's never been particularly good at reading the atmosphere. ]
What's wrong? Where are we going?