He gives a faint smile at the notion of fulfillment. That's what he's dedicated his short life to pursuing, after all. He played until his fingers hurt, and well past it. He skipped out on homework and studying and other unimportant bullshit to perform and make a name for his band. He dropped out of high school. He didn't even look at any colleges. He stayed up nights and worked days and kept going and going until people knew who he was.
He invited a demon into his head.
He'd give up his life if it meant sharing his music with the world. That's where the pursuit of a fulfilling career almost took him, and he's pretty sure he'd do it all over again, given the choice.
That's fucked up, right? He shouldn't feel that way. And he wonders if Neal's going through some similar mental hurdles, considering the question he asks, and how quickly he retracts it.
Still, Jeff barely even hesitates before he answers. "Yeah. I do-- or... or I did. Back home, all the time." Jeff hesitates before admitting, "It's not as easy here. It's all... I dunno, twisted--" Spinning, spiraling, coiling. "--and, um. Tangled. Magic's weird here."
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He invited a demon into his head.
He'd give up his life if it meant sharing his music with the world. That's where the pursuit of a fulfilling career almost took him, and he's pretty sure he'd do it all over again, given the choice.
That's fucked up, right? He shouldn't feel that way. And he wonders if Neal's going through some similar mental hurdles, considering the question he asks, and how quickly he retracts it.
Still, Jeff barely even hesitates before he answers. "Yeah. I do-- or... or I did. Back home, all the time." Jeff hesitates before admitting, "It's not as easy here. It's all... I dunno, twisted--" Spinning, spiraling, coiling. "--and, um. Tangled. Magic's weird here."