[He's not wrong, obviously. Jesse clearly knows he's not. Tommy is articulating thoughts he's already having right now anyway. He grits his teeth harder and shakes his head, rubs a hand over his face, glancing away while he tries to reel it back in.
It just-- it never comes back as easy as it used to. Not that he'd ever been great at hiding his feelings, but he could breathe, he could listen, he could stay calm. Now every fucking thing seems like a threat, even on the other end of the phone. He breathes in deep.]
If I knew what would help, why would I need you? I'm not going to cooperate just because you've had a bad time of it, Pinkman. That won't teach you anything, if that's what you really want out of this month.
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It just-- it never comes back as easy as it used to. Not that he'd ever been great at hiding his feelings, but he could breathe, he could listen, he could stay calm. Now every fucking thing seems like a threat, even on the other end of the phone. He breathes in deep.]
I know I'm not good with this.
[He manages, eventually.]
That's why I was asking.
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