You have been in a mood this entire time, Jasper. What am I to think when you cannot even look at me as you say that?
[He takes a deep breath and releases it, finally turning to drink his beer. He's been paying so much attention to Jasper that he's barely touched it. The lemony sourness doesn't help much, but he's resolute in finishing the drink.]
[Jasper turns his gaze, across Hendrik and his irritation, out towards the ocean. It is a different sight to the frozen waters of the north. Welcoming, warm, calming and peaceful. He pushes off the table and leaves his chair - still looking elsewhere.]
You need think nothing. I am heading out.
[For a walk? Down towards the beacon to resume swimming. It is, perhaps, one of those rare times he doesn't escalate the argument. He simply wishes not to argue at all.]
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[The accusation draws his attention: a frown of confusion that his closest friend accuses and points his finger.
Figuratively speaking.]
You know me better than that, surely?
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[He takes a deep breath and releases it, finally turning to drink his beer. He's been paying so much attention to Jasper that he's barely touched it. The lemony sourness doesn't help much, but he's resolute in finishing the drink.]
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You need think nothing. I am heading out.
[For a walk? Down towards the beacon to resume swimming. It is, perhaps, one of those rare times he doesn't escalate the argument. He simply wishes not to argue at all.]
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[Hendrik doesn't attempt to hide his irritation at Jasper's abrupt decision, the hand around his tankard clenching tight in reaction.
He also doesn't bother to watch Jasper leave.]