[Immediately after the meeting, Saul calls Jesse. His voice is a little hoarse, but he's not angry, not panicking... he's calm. Steady. Trying to be reassuring, because he knows how Jesse's going to react to the news.]
No one's fucked. I know how it sounds, but you gotta trust me on this one. We'll be okay. Us, the Exiles, this whole place... I swear. Just make sure you and Lisbeth get up there as soon as possible, yeah? Stan, too. Take him with you.
I'm working. The Initiative needs me to stick around here for a few days. Plus? I need to be here to make sure people aren't being stupid and refusing to go.
[Saul will let him. He won't call back immediately, either, because he meant what he said about packing.
And he's really not in the mood to argue. Not now. Especially not when it means hurting Jesse's feelings or possibly making him cry or pissing him off or any combination thereof.]
voiiiice;
Hey. You saw the broadcast, right?
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You mean the one about how everybody's fucked?
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[A pause just long enough for one inaudible sigh.]
Do you want me to swing by?
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[Fuck this. He's hanging up.]
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And he's really not in the mood to argue. Not now. Especially not when it means hurting Jesse's feelings or possibly making him cry or pissing him off or any combination thereof.]