here's the countdown

JACK

Bristling automatically as Flora tugs at his hand - Jack is used to being the one slowing their pace and picking it up again, after all - the captain is as close to surprised as it gets to feel her fingers brushing against his cheek. The thunder in his mind is loud enough to block hers out for the moment, evidently, such that it takes a second or two for him to respond to her kiss, warm and unexpectedly affectionate as it might be. "If you say so," he mumbles - and she does for tonight, and so that's enough. For now, it's enough.

Not finding the cloud wyrms nearly so entertaining, Jack snipes back his cigarette to put it back between his lips as they walk. "He doesn't want to move here," he mumbles around the smoke. "Right now he can blame feelin' alone on the distance, because he's up in Stormbreak. If he moves here and nothin' changes, it means he's the thing that's wrong." Maybe he shouldn't be airing someone's dirty laundry like this, but hey, it's one of the perks Flora gets, right?

"I'd prefer it if you could just open a window so I could hear the waves," he says dryly; being misted like a plant doesn't sound nearly as pleasant. "But sure."

when I look at something, I see it for what it could be
when I look at something, I see how it ends

Code stolen from Queen Sky