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To Jane, he could’ve been bent over in the cold dirt for minutes or hours. He didn’t know. Lisbon’s voice slowly reeled him back. He swallowed, took a breath, and blinked hard. When he turned around to meet her face, his expression was a war between his ever present mask and his ever present sadness.
He gave up on the mask. It was Lisbon, after all.
“I could really use some tea.” He said, his voice hoarse.
Or, an introspective look at what happened post episode 4x10 of the mentalist and how it affected our favorite traumatized idiots. In progress, updated (hopefully) daily.