It's clear Daisy is trying, but the pieces of the puzzle art quite clicking for him. It's frustrating her. There's something crucial that she's struggling to say, that core tie that pulls all the other pieces of this together, just out of reach...
The offer to reach for that missing piece takes a great deal of personal restraint not to jump at; he manages, but just barely.
"I do," Jon replies, and one look at him speaks an additional piece of information: he hasn't been getting them. Not recently, at least - he's not completely withered, but he's a tad more gaunt than usual. Before now, he's been easily able to write it off as the famine everyone had endured, but Daisy didn't need such excuses, nor is he particularly sure she wouldn't see right through them.
"As far as I'm aware, no, no nightmares. If there are, no one's told me, and I imagine someone might have mentioned it, at this point. People who I've taken live statements from haven't started avoiding me like the plague just yet." He means that to be half-joking, but it falls a bit flat.
Fortunately, he understands what she's getting at, and doesn't intend to beat around the bush about it. The draw of getting a statement is too strong, anyways - any amount of patience isn't enough to keep him pulled back as far as he might like it to.
"If you'd like to make one, I can take it, ah..." He starts, slower in his words now, trying to keep as measured as possible. "Here, or we could, um--- step away, if you'd prefer?"
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The offer to reach for that missing piece takes a great deal of personal restraint not to jump at; he manages, but just barely.
"I do," Jon replies, and one look at him speaks an additional piece of information: he hasn't been getting them. Not recently, at least - he's not completely withered, but he's a tad more gaunt than usual. Before now, he's been easily able to write it off as the famine everyone had endured, but Daisy didn't need such excuses, nor is he particularly sure she wouldn't see right through them.
"As far as I'm aware, no, no nightmares. If there are, no one's told me, and I imagine someone might have mentioned it, at this point. People who I've taken live statements from haven't started avoiding me like the plague just yet." He means that to be half-joking, but it falls a bit flat.
Fortunately, he understands what she's getting at, and doesn't intend to beat around the bush about it. The draw of getting a statement is too strong, anyways - any amount of patience isn't enough to keep him pulled back as far as he might like it to.
"If you'd like to make one, I can take it, ah..." He starts, slower in his words now, trying to keep as measured as possible. "Here, or we could, um--- step away, if you'd prefer?"