all out to sea

i want to taste you again

"Okay," Jack says, furrowing his brow as if trying to pick apart whether or not Flora is lying to spare his feelings (and that's a strange thing in itself for a telepath without even considering their entanglement with one another). Rubbing at his eyes and passing his fingers back through his hair, releasing it from the loose knot he'd tied it into, he lowers his hand just in time to see the box flying his way, catching it by instinct rather than intention.

"Wh--" It's one thing for her to have put him into gift-debt with her again, but at the memories that flash through her mind, he can't help but scowl. "Did your ghost pass out?" he asks before he can help himself, absently opening the box before his eyes fall on the bracelet with the mageglass glinting in it. The captain's smile is almost disbelieving, and he shakes his head to her gently, lowering the box to his lap and tracking her as she returns to the bed. "I don't see mageglass my entire life, but you find it like pocket change," he says, his voice laced with quiet affection.

"Thank you," he says, however foreign it might be for Jack to accept a gift with no strings. (For now). "And a'right, you've got a point. But my ship doesn't have a bullseye on it, an' I'd prefer to keep it that way."

like a secret or a sin

JACK