"Thanks," Jai nods and accepts the second pencil. It'd give his hands something to do, but more importantly, it'd give him something to look at so he didn't have to look at Din the whole time. It was hard, forcing the images of his friend's face as he murdered him down. No, he didn't think he'd be able to have this conversation if he didn't have something else to focus on.
So Jai takes the pencil and focuses on flipping it through his fingers as Din had done, just noticeably faster.
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