[ Jefferson shrugs one shoulder, still trying to play it like it's all about him and nobody else, unaware of just how much he may be giving away with his eyes, the twitches in his jaw, the places where he hesitates. ] Misled me about who you really are. [ He leans in a bit, hissing out: ] And I trusted you.

[ Then, straightening up, he smiles thinly. ] But at least I won't make that mistake again. So we can just keep our distance from each other.