[ Jane is genuine; she doesn't know what Saul has got going on, but she doesn't like hearing that he's apparently not doing great. It might be Hell, but someone deserves to be happy, right?
She can't figure out if he's trying to invite her to ask more, or if he's trying to change the subject with how quickly he redirects. When he talks about being on dry land again, it gets a grin out of her, and distracts her enough she's no longer mulling over whether or not to ask about his problems, even though she was the one that reached out. She also gives him a smirk and a half-shrug. ]
Can't throw anybody over either, though. That's a real shame. [ Okay, so Jane would never actually do anything like that. It still makes a good threat when someone is out of line! She's mostly joking though. When Saul asks about her and Jesse, Jane nervously toys with a strand of hair, winding it around her finger. ]
Me and Je...-- [ She opts for sarcasm over genuine vulnerability. ] Oh, we're great! Model citizens, mm-hmm! Didn't you hear? Lucifer is going to put us on Hell's Neighborhood Watch.
[ Jane stares down at the bar, a little unnerved by the vague suggestion of her own face, and Saul's beside her, reflected back at her in the shining, perfectly polished wood. ]
In fact, we're such good citizens, I got him turned into a werewolf. [ She does spare a glance directly at Saul now, scanning his face for any indication he might be judging her. This still isn't exactly what she's came to talk about either, but she's finding it surprisingly difficult to spit out the real reason she wanted to talk -- HELP. There's drugs everywhere and nothing but downtime and the temptation is pulling at me, yanking... ]
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[ Jane is genuine; she doesn't know what Saul has got going on, but she doesn't like hearing that he's apparently not doing great. It might be Hell, but someone deserves to be happy, right?
She can't figure out if he's trying to invite her to ask more, or if he's trying to change the subject with how quickly he redirects. When he talks about being on dry land again, it gets a grin out of her, and distracts her enough she's no longer mulling over whether or not to ask about his problems, even though she was the one that reached out. She also gives him a smirk and a half-shrug. ]
Can't throw anybody over either, though. That's a real shame. [ Okay, so Jane would never actually do anything like that. It still makes a good threat when someone is out of line! She's mostly joking though. When Saul asks about her and Jesse, Jane nervously toys with a strand of hair, winding it around her finger. ]
Me and Je...-- [ She opts for sarcasm over genuine vulnerability. ] Oh, we're great! Model citizens, mm-hmm! Didn't you hear? Lucifer is going to put us on Hell's Neighborhood Watch.
[ Jane stares down at the bar, a little unnerved by the vague suggestion of her own face, and Saul's beside her, reflected back at her in the shining, perfectly polished wood. ]
In fact, we're such good citizens, I got him turned into a werewolf. [ She does spare a glance directly at Saul now, scanning his face for any indication he might be judging her. This still isn't exactly what she's came to talk about either, but she's finding it surprisingly difficult to spit out the real reason she wanted to talk -- HELP. There's drugs everywhere and nothing but downtime and the temptation is pulling at me, yanking... ]