[ He mulls it for a while, probably should have done this way earlier than he is now, but, whatever, what the hell, Tess can deal with it. It's just -- Florence, the way he'd left shit with her that week, well. He didn't know how she was feeling about it, he didn't know what she thought she might have gleaned from it, but he didn't expect her to be very happy. ]
[ And he should maybe apologize somewhere in the middle of all that. Maybe. He'll see how she reacts. ]
Tess, it's Jesse. We gotta talk.