[ He doesn't know exactly what to expect, but it definitely isn't both seeing and feeling his clothes change right on his body. Jesse jumps, hands immediately going to his torso to press against the t-shirt he now appears to be wearing. ]
What the - shit!
[ But his tone is more admiration than alarm. He stares disbelievingly down at his clothes for a second, kicking his leg out a little to better see the jeans - fuckin' jeans - before looking back up at Nate. ]
Okay, how'd you do that? For real? Is it like hypnosis or something?
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What the - shit!
[ But his tone is more admiration than alarm. He stares disbelievingly down at his clothes for a second, kicking his leg out a little to better see the jeans - fuckin' jeans - before looking back up at Nate. ]
Okay, how'd you do that? For real? Is it like hypnosis or something?