you look like my next mistake
Like when a teacher asks you to show your work when doing a math problem or when someone watches over your shoulder as you type, knowing that Jack could dial in to the inner workings of her mind if he chose to, had every single nuanced and sophisticated thought utterly disappearing. All Flora was left with was petulant feelings toward Jack for something she didn't really blame him for (she hadn't been alive, and even Flora wasn't that petty), but she hated it just the same. While part of her wanted to shrug and say that she didn't want to fuck anyone who'd been with one of her parents (or siblings), she also knew she probably wasn't resolute enough to hold up such a declaration, and so shied away from making it.
"Oh, well, if he fucked you.." She says nonchalantly, before glancing slightly over her shoulder. "They might be, now that he's a sex demigod." The comment was a throw-away one at best, just something to get Flora's mind actually moving again rather than being stuck in the what the fuck of it all.
"Sunjata told me what you did for him, back when my dad's accused him of hurting Vai." Clearing her throat, Flora too looks out into the nothingness that lay heavily around them. "Some of that was some pretty stand-up guy shit." She comments, trying to sound dry and disinterested despite the way her thoughts were desperately trying to force Jack into a but I can fix him box that she knew he wasn't made for.
"Oh, well, if he fucked you.." She says nonchalantly, before glancing slightly over her shoulder. "They might be, now that he's a sex demigod." The comment was a throw-away one at best, just something to get Flora's mind actually moving again rather than being stuck in the what the fuck of it all.
"Sunjata told me what you did for him, back when my dad's accused him of hurting Vai." Clearing her throat, Flora too looks out into the nothingness that lay heavily around them. "Some of that was some pretty stand-up guy shit." She comments, trying to sound dry and disinterested despite the way her thoughts were desperately trying to force Jack into a but I can fix him box that she knew he wasn't made for.
