She has never been here before, in this hall even, never felt it was her place to come to his private space. Now that she is here, she wishes she had thought to come before. Some familiarity would be nice in a situation like this.
At least she wouldn't be in such uncertain territory.
Brenton had already opened the door and strode in, not waiting for anything. Jacob catches the door behind him, shrugging apologetically at Annalise as she stands rooted to the spot in shock.
"Thank you." It's the first she has spoken since standing up. She means it though. In all likelihood, she would have been smacked in the face with the door when it swung shut if he hadn't. She isn't exactly processing at top performance at the moment.
"After you." Jacob has a smirk on his face that Annalise would wan
