[That gets him to look up, with a renewed sense of shock and horror. In spite of all the ugly repetitions in this place, death among them, it hasn't occurred to him that there might be an "again." Not until Jesse says it. It sucks the breath right out of his lungs, a sucker punch with words. If only people could stop blindsiding him with things that should be obvious, maybe he could at least get a guard up once in a while. But he never does. He hisses softly, unable to articulate himself at the moment. Time out.]
no subject
Jesus.