His reaction? Well, the amused smirk fades, and his brows furrow in naked confusion, and a cocktail of dread and concern starts to creep into his expression.
"I-- what? I don't-- what're you talking about, man? I don't remember seeing you like... You think I killed someone? and-- and dumped the body somewhere?"
How's he doing, does he seem convincing? Jeff lies as naturally as breathing these days, but there's one tell: his voice isn't as small, or fragile, or broken as it was in those moments when Gil used to find him before, confused and terrified over his own inability to trust his own head.
A beat, then Jeff drops the lost, scared puppy act and smiles. It's meant to be reassuring, even if he's a bit chagrined, but whether or not it is, is up to Gil.
"No, um, I know... I remember being all fucked up that morning. I was always..." He waves a hand dismissively, then reaches down to pet the cat. "Um. I kicked the drugs, Gil, so..."
It's fine now. He's fine. There won't be any more troubling episodes like that again.
He exhales. "I don't know what the fuck you're talking about, though. I mean, about the... crime scene?"
gilear (cont)
His reaction? Well, the amused smirk fades, and his brows furrow in naked confusion, and a cocktail of dread and concern starts to creep into his expression.
"I-- what? I don't-- what're you talking about, man? I don't remember seeing you like... You think I killed someone? and-- and dumped the body somewhere?"
How's he doing, does he seem convincing? Jeff lies as naturally as breathing these days, but there's one tell: his voice isn't as small, or fragile, or broken as it was in those moments when Gil used to find him before, confused and terrified over his own inability to trust his own head.
A beat, then Jeff drops the lost, scared puppy act and smiles. It's meant to be reassuring, even if he's a bit chagrined, but whether or not it is, is up to Gil.
"No, um, I know... I remember being all fucked up that morning. I was always..." He waves a hand dismissively, then reaches down to pet the cat. "Um. I kicked the drugs, Gil, so..."
It's fine now. He's fine. There won't be any more troubling episodes like that again.
He exhales. "I don't know what the fuck you're talking about, though. I mean, about the... crime scene?"