[Tim's shoulders tense when the sound of Jason's landing reaches his ears. He drops his hands from his face, sets eyes on Jason slipping inside his window, and a wave of anxiety kicks his heart rate up; he can't decide if he should feel frightened of Jason being here or relieved that he showed up or both. (Probably both.)]
I guess that's what happens when you give me vague answers, Jason - I get demanding. [He stands up from the desk, waves Jason farther inside the room, and makes his way into the tiny kitchen off the main room, to retrieve a pair of non-edible glasses they can use.] What did you decide to bring?
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I guess that's what happens when you give me vague answers, Jason - I get demanding. [He stands up from the desk, waves Jason farther inside the room, and makes his way into the tiny kitchen off the main room, to retrieve a pair of non-edible glasses they can use.] What did you decide to bring?