[There's a kneejerk no sitting at the tip of his tongue; it doesn't find a voice, and yet, saying yes would be somewhat dramatic, not to say he's shy about dramatics; JJ was someone he'd been close with, intimately, but there wasn't a connection. They had very little in common outside of that.]
You don't need to worry about me, Diva.
[Deja vu. He's not sure where she's going with this, but mutually mourning JJ isn't a path he's completely interested in treading....
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You don't need to worry about me, Diva.
[Deja vu. He's not sure where she's going with this, but mutually mourning JJ isn't a path he's completely interested in treading....
He'd like it too much, could he watch.]