[Rosie isn't as likely to talk as Jesse is. She trusts him, but he might need to work things out from this end if they wanna see a resolution any time soon.]
[He did not, in fact, hang up. What was all that about the lion's den...? You can almost sense how high his eyebrow is quirking when he pipes up over Sakamoto's nail-biting.]
[Sakamoto continues to wail, his blubbering on the other end, incoherent. The ungodly sound of it all is so loud that he doesn't realize there's someone else on the phone.]
[Sakamoto's breath hitches before he can catch it, the sound much like a painful hiss. He bites his lip on the end of the line, wondering if it would be appropriate to say anything at all.]
[Okay, now he's worried. Sakamoto suddenly sounds more conflicted and melancholy than he's generally used to. He furrows his brow and adopts a serious tone.]
But should he? Does he even have the right to get Keats into this kind of trouble? The man had been to ashamed to even look him in the eye this past morning.]
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[Rosie isn't as likely to talk as Jesse is. She trusts him, but he might need to work things out from this end if they wanna see a resolution any time soon.]
I can meet ya in person.
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I'll head to your place.
[Flick of a lighter against phone static. Someone has no idea where Rosie is currently hiding out.]
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[The sound of static worries him, and Sakamoto begins to panic.]
Good god! What have I done?
[That noise is- Ew. Nail biting?]
I've led him straight into the lion's den.
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Yo. Still here.
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[Gotta yell to get his attention. He's gone off deep somewhere in Sakamoto land.]
What the hell? Is there a problem, dude?
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O-oh! Jessica-kun!
[He rubs his eyes.]
You called back! You really do care for what I have to say, after all...
[Why. Why is he touched by this. It's all his fault! Nothing actually happened!]
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[HE BARELY TOOK A STEP OUT THE DOOR...]
No cracks about wanting your body or whatever. I'm cuttin' you off before you can get going.
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[Sakamoto exhales sharply.]
My body's a little tired today, actually. I don't think I'm in the proper shape for that kind of romp!
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[It's not the least bit rude! Haven is a craphole.]
We've had worse, but that last trip they sent us on... did you get up to anything?
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[He swallows hard.]
Nothin' out of the ordinary.
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You wanna talk about it?
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But should he? Does he even have the right to get Keats into this kind of trouble? The man had been to ashamed to even look him in the eye this past morning.]
I dunno if that's a good idea.