[ Jesse stares at Claire. Silence. His face has blanched that bit more than it already was. He can't even think of a response to that. He knows Claire isn't messing with him, either.
His eyes drift down to the sack of clothes. Absently, he pulls out another and shakes it, tosses it aside when nothing presents itself. His hands are shaking. ]
Are-Are you, um... [ Voice quiet, a little unsteady around the edges. ] Staying here? L-Like... for the night?
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His eyes drift down to the sack of clothes. Absently, he pulls out another and shakes it, tosses it aside when nothing presents itself. His hands are shaking. ]
Are-Are you, um... [ Voice quiet, a little unsteady around the edges. ] Staying here? L-Like... for the night?