...u-uh sorry, thought you just wanted to have your hands free.
[Not wanting to turn down Venkman's suggestion, Mark brings the joint to his lips and takes a hit... It's not, bad, but it doesn't do a lot to put him at ease. The deep, haggard exhale he gives afterward eases his stress a little more, but there's still that core tension he can't shake no matter what, holding his heart in a death grip. Still, this is about as relaxed as he can get short of being sedated.]
[...]
[Hearing his words, Mark looks down at his own clasped hands, contemplating what to say next.]
...you mind if I told you something about myself. About the first time I lost somebody.
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[Not wanting to turn down Venkman's suggestion, Mark brings the joint to his lips and takes a hit... It's not, bad, but it doesn't do a lot to put him at ease. The deep, haggard exhale he gives afterward eases his stress a little more, but there's still that core tension he can't shake no matter what, holding his heart in a death grip. Still, this is about as relaxed as he can get short of being sedated.]
[...]
[Hearing his words, Mark looks down at his own clasped hands, contemplating what to say next.]
...you mind if I told you something about myself. About the first time I lost somebody.