When the words fell, he picked up the basin and turned around.
Jackson Sully watched his back, and spoke again: "Shane Winchester, I don't love you anymore."
Shane Winchester's footsteps paused, and quite a bit of water splashed from the basin, wetting his lapel and the ground.
"We've already missed the chance."
Shane Winchester bit his back molars tightly, a bloody taste spreading in his mouth. Finally, he spoke: "We haven't missed it yet."
With the words falling, he got up again and walked towards the bathroom, no longer listening to Jackson Sully, with a hint of an escape.
Jackson Sully also fell silent, saying nothing more, but supported himself on the cabinet and slowly stepped down from the bed.
Shane Winchester came out carrying a basin of replaced water, only to see Jackson Sully already by the bathroom door, treating him like air, standing at the sink point, beginning to wash up.
