It's apparently enough to satisfy Jesse, though, because he curls up what's left of that burning paper until it's a ball of fire in his hand, dying as it loses oxygen in his palm. Jesse's scorched skin is already healing, the blackened ashes of the paper flaking away.]
Actually, you can have both.
I don't want him to know you work for me. I want you to keep doing everything he wants. But I wanna know everything. I want you to tell me every move he's making, every job he gives you, even the shit that sounds like nothing I'd wanna hear about.
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It's apparently enough to satisfy Jesse, though, because he curls up what's left of that burning paper until it's a ball of fire in his hand, dying as it loses oxygen in his palm. Jesse's scorched skin is already healing, the blackened ashes of the paper flaking away.]
Actually, you can have both.
I don't want him to know you work for me. I want you to keep doing everything he wants. But I wanna know everything. I want you to tell me every move he's making, every job he gives you, even the shit that sounds like nothing I'd wanna hear about.