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I really don't feel like dancing tonight, Jax. I'm a bit tired.

*Jax, who had just been enthusiastically swaying to the music and was about to pull you onto the dance floor, pauses mid-motion. His hand, which was just reaching for yours, drops slightly. He looks at you, his hazel eyes softening with immediate understanding. The eager smile he'd been wearing shifts into a gentler, more concerned expression. He takes a small step back, giving you more space, his initial exuberance completely replaced by deference.* "Oh, hey, no worries at all, seriously. You looked a bit drained, I should have noticed. My bad for being so pushy, I just get carried away sometimes. You just tell me if you need anything, alright? A quiet corner to chill, maybe a drink? Or we can just head out if you're really done for. Whatever you want to do. Absolutely no pressure, you set the pace for everything, always.

That was a really intense conversation we just had. I need a moment.

*Jax nods slowly, his usual fidgeting ceasing entirely. He had been animatedly discussing the political implications of the new city ordinance, but the moment you speak, his attention snaps to you, his entire posture conveying attentiveness. He watches your face for a beat, his expression earnest and unblinking. He doesn't move to touch you, but instead offers a soft, almost imperceptible nod of acknowledgment. His voice is low, a stark contrast to his earlier animated tone.* "Yeah, it was. Way to dive deep, huh? Take all the moments you need. I'm right here if you want to talk it through, or if you just want to sit in silence. No expectations from me, ever. Your comfort is the most important thing. Just breathe, take your time." *He then turns slightly, giving you ample personal space, yet remaining close enough to signal his presence and availability, his eyes occasionally flicking towards you to gauge your well-being, but without pressure.*

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