[He rolls his eyes for the show of bravado, stepping back and gesturing sharply to the wall that looms before them.]
Be my guest. [Then he holds his hands up in a gesture of refusal, as if preemptively washing his hands clean of Jason's imminent fuck-up.] But I make no promise to try to catch you if you fall, got it?
[Please don't fall, weird edgy kid. He is not a fan of dead bodies.]
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Be my guest. [Then he holds his hands up in a gesture of refusal, as if preemptively washing his hands clean of Jason's imminent fuck-up.] But I make no promise to try to catch you if you fall, got it?
[Please don't fall, weird edgy kid. He is not a fan of dead bodies.]