[ The sight yields an amused exhale from Stephen. Not quite a smile, definitely not a laugh, but not stone cold either. It's so typically Mickey, to show up with a backpack of firecrackers and not a single safety precaution in sight. ]
Sorry, I'm not really in the mood.
[ Which is the only way he can really put it. For the last day he's felt sort of bitter and numb at the same time, wondering if he should go after Jerry and try to hurt him, or if he should just ignore this and go back to whatever he was doing. He can't figure out what it is that feels like it's been so devastatingly changed by the brief bloodletting. ]
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Sorry, I'm not really in the mood.
[ Which is the only way he can really put it. For the last day he's felt sort of bitter and numb at the same time, wondering if he should go after Jerry and try to hurt him, or if he should just ignore this and go back to whatever he was doing. He can't figure out what it is that feels like it's been so devastatingly changed by the brief bloodletting. ]