At the look he got after Algie saw his notebook, he smirked slightly. Yes he could write well when the time called for it (and because it was Alg's). Jeremiah was pushing himself to stand, fingers briefly brushing against the back of the other man's hand, before he was turning his full attention back to Chester. "There may be something there that might be more of a clue." A reassuring look. "As I've said, lesser people would have not handled this as well as you are."
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