[center][color=teal][h2]Jessamyn "Jess" Bailey[/h2][/color][/center]

Even as Roxy worked, Jess could feel worry and frustration eating away at her. The hours dragged by all too slowly. When the clock on the computer finally reached twelve, the empath put away the notebook and switched off the monitor, knowing this lunchtime wouldn't be a relaxing one. Not just because of the watchers, but because of the subject she knew had to be addressed.

It turned out she was right. Even so, when Roxy approached, her confirming words made Jess' insides squirm. At first, she remained silent, as reluctant as Roxy to discuss the matter. With a deep breath, she forced herself to do so. [color=teal]"I figured,"[/color] she admitted. [color=teal]"This, well... It felt like something that couldn't be ignored."[/color] She paused, stomach clenching. [color=teal]"What did he say? What does he want?"[/color]