put your awful heart to song

JACK

"You sound doubtful, though I imagine you can still read my mind just fine." Raising his eyebrows, the captain continues his slow approach to the chaise where the goddess has adjusted herself, and when he does sit at last, it's a touch stiffly, as if he's unsure what to make of anything on offer or display. Still, he knows better than to outright refuse Safrin anything, and so it's with a gentle inclining of his head that he reaches for the goblet to sip at a liquid that tastes of honeyed starlight and spices he couldn't name even given a thousand years to figure them out.

Almost grimacing to hear what he certainly imagines is a slight, Jack sets the goblet down and leans his elbows on his knees. "You have a terrifyingly wonderful habit of turnin' my thoughts into mush," he reminds her with a smile that's half-crooked with a mix of amusement and a deep respect for the goddess beside him. "Repeatin' that performance with you isn't exactly exciting, I'll admit."

we've gone way too fast for way too long
and we were never supposed to make it half this far

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