i'd wipe the dirt off your name with the shirt off my back
Knowing that there were plenty of good reasons why the answer to, you can't just stay with me? should be a no, Flora felt the words plummeting to the forefront of her thoughts just the same. The weakness of her reaction had her instinctively wincing as if anything less than her best would be a failure in Jack's eyes. Whether or not that was true (Jack had heavily emphasized how her strength and resolve had drawn him to her, and when combined with the recent failings of her parents it shouldn't have been too much of a surprise for her new damage to manifest this way), it had the Doubletake wanting to peel herself out of his arms, to throw herself off the roof climb back into her bed even if it meant staring blankly at the walls, alone, for several more hours.
"We'd probably have been terrified if we'd made it even half that far." Flora admits with a small huff of laughter that barely had her thoughts sparkling the way they normally did when she brought up Enzo.
Searching Jack's face for a moment, Flora tries her best not to bristle. He'd stayed with her even when she'd been ridiculously drunk, had come to sit up on the roof with her, had held her and said he loved her. He'd done everything he could short of just...just understanding. But then, the captain had built up such strong walls when it came to his family, she doubted if he was even capable of feeling the way she did: shaken to her core, unmoored and unsettled when it came to the things she thought she could trust above all else. "Yeah, you're right." She admits defeatedly.
"We'd probably have been terrified if we'd made it even half that far." Flora admits with a small huff of laughter that barely had her thoughts sparkling the way they normally did when she brought up Enzo.
Searching Jack's face for a moment, Flora tries her best not to bristle. He'd stayed with her even when she'd been ridiculously drunk, had come to sit up on the roof with her, had held her and said he loved her. He'd done everything he could short of just...just understanding. But then, the captain had built up such strong walls when it came to his family, she doubted if he was even capable of feeling the way she did: shaken to her core, unmoored and unsettled when it came to the things she thought she could trust above all else. "Yeah, you're right." She admits defeatedly.
