[ Jaime laughs, a little hoarsely. ] I don't usually start steaming unless someone gives me a work-out.

[ In this moment, a part of Jaime thinks that Persephone may know him the best out of anyone here. There are people that he loves and adores, but Persephone's the one who gets what it's like to go through some majorly life-changing stuff, the one who accompanied him through that nightmare, and the only one he'd thought to call to blow off steam, a task he doesn't tend to want anyone to see. He doesn't like it when people look at him like he's a monster, but there hadn't been any danger of this here. Which means... ]

Hey, you know what's stupid? You still don't even know what my real name is.

[ What's he afraid of, exactly? This is dumb. ]