[Training] feelin' fantastic, i'm fuckin' fantastic

JACK

Very content to be the most acquired of tastes, Jack's scrutiny of the general crowd reduces by degrees as they walk until he leaves it as a light touch, allowing him to focus on the conversation at hand. "Everyone's thinkin' about The Family and Starfall to some extent, some more actively than others," he mutters; sharing such things with Flora is fair game as queen even without taking their relationship into consideration. "Nothin' interestin', though." People were just worried, which one could easily expect, especially with the recent news of Flora's (brief) death.

Nodding his agreement at her idea, Jack glances sidelong at the Doubletake. "It's what I'd do. If nothin' else you can feel safe on your own shores." They all could.

Rolling his shoulders and trying to force them to relax as he realises the direction they're heading, Jack scoffs and glances down at his free hand. "I reckon I could take you in a thumb war," he says, before giving it the thought it deserves. "You ever boxed?" he wants to know. "I was considerin' some good old fashioned target practice if you're not up to gettin' up close and personal."

you're the last of a dying breed; write our names in the wet concrete
I wonder if your therapist knows everything about me

Code stolen from Queen Sky