& if you never bleed you're never gonna grow
The amusement that flickers across the captain's face has him looking almost young for a moment in a way that temporarily wipes away the mentally fractured man she'd come here with. It's fleeting of course, but the golden delight that bubbles up the back of the Doubletake's throat remains long after the captain's smile has disappeared. Then it's his turn to sass her, and in response, she reaches out to give his shoulder a shove. Even if Jack couldn't predict Flora's thoughts he should have known better than to think the queen would let that comment go without a bit of retribution.
What Safrin wanted wasn't the sort of thing Flora was equipped to wrap her mind around. Presumably with Ronin and Sunjata she'd slept with them as a way of adding intimacy into the arsenal she was building to keep them onside, but surely she'd know something like that wouldn't work with Jack. Completely egotistical as it was, Flora couldn't help but think the goddess had been trying to make her feel jealous, recalling the way the goddess had looked at her and said Who'd have thought it would be so easy? after Jack had all but mewled that he was hers. Clearing her throat, Flora peers through the heavy curtain of mist settling atop the water. "So when're you gonna go?' Not that it was any of her business, but the question was going to be in her thoughts constantly unless she just came right out and asked it.
What Safrin wanted wasn't the sort of thing Flora was equipped to wrap her mind around. Presumably with Ronin and Sunjata she'd slept with them as a way of adding intimacy into the arsenal she was building to keep them onside, but surely she'd know something like that wouldn't work with Jack. Completely egotistical as it was, Flora couldn't help but think the goddess had been trying to make her feel jealous, recalling the way the goddess had looked at her and said Who'd have thought it would be so easy? after Jack had all but mewled that he was hers. Clearing her throat, Flora peers through the heavy curtain of mist settling atop the water. "So when're you gonna go?' Not that it was any of her business, but the question was going to be in her thoughts constantly unless she just came right out and asked it.
