[The first line passes with only a brief furrow of his brow. The woman asking if Jon was okay could have been anyone. In fact, sounded like just... you know. Anyone.
The 'Plus, it was kind of fun, giving you a heart attack.' The memory clicks, and with it, an urgency.
He leans forward, fingers reaching for the rewind and hesitates, looking at the others.]
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The 'Plus, it was kind of fun, giving you a heart attack.' The memory clicks, and with it, an urgency.
He leans forward, fingers reaching for the rewind and hesitates, looking at the others.]
Can -? Just- Just a second.