[ Jesse knows men like this, or he thinks he does. They turn it on and off whenever it benefits them the most. No pitch?
Not what he expected either. He muses on that for a second, thinks on what the definition of real bad people must be for this man. He knows some real bad people and he counts himself among them; he's killed before, too.
But some innocent little girl, crying at the sight of her father with blood on his hands, he can't get that image out of his head. She has to live with that now. They both do. ]
Good. I-- [ He halts, a sigh stopping him for a moment. He doesn't need to work hard to be totally sincere, because he is. ] I mean, I would never hurt a little kid. For like, revenge. So you don't gotta worry about that, if that's what this is about.
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Not what he expected either. He muses on that for a second, thinks on what the definition of real bad people must be for this man. He knows some real bad people and he counts himself among them; he's killed before, too.
But some innocent little girl, crying at the sight of her father with blood on his hands, he can't get that image out of his head. She has to live with that now. They both do. ]
Good. I-- [ He halts, a sigh stopping him for a moment. He doesn't need to work hard to be totally sincere, because he is. ] I mean, I would never hurt a little kid. For like, revenge. So you don't gotta worry about that, if that's what this is about.