[It's Jesse Pinkman. When doesn't he feel like crying, these days? But he does as she says and drinks the water, shutting his eyes so he can pretend he's off in some other universe and it's twenty years ago and he's just been crying over something stupid like a broken Game Boy.
His eyes are still watery when he opens them, but at least he isn't sobbing. He keeps holding onto the empty glass, turning it between his hands.]
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His eyes are still watery when he opens them, but at least he isn't sobbing. He keeps holding onto the empty glass, turning it between his hands.]