I can only hear the echo

JACK

Jack can't help the pointed glance he flashes at Flora, even if it's only brief; sea blues under dark brows that seem to ask whether it's really him who's the unfair one. But it's gone in a second, regardless of how her presence on his ship feels as if he's unexpectedly gotten landsick, and he refocuses on the conversation at hand. "Yeah," he mutters, leaning back against the rail beside the barrel. "Fuck."

Though far from a team player - especially towards their party leader who'd held a flower hostage for the sake of bloody-mindedness - Jack had seen the value in working alongside the others; the hybrid in particular. And so when he speaks, it's not without consideration. "Sah's range of magic should be able to get them out of a scrape if they get into one, but if he's taken out..." Yeah, then he'd consider Hadama and Noah up shit creek.

"Sayin' that, though, ain't teleportation a thing that demigods do?" It's reasonable to believe that the majority of the group, if not all of them, can just opt out of being there if they want to. "Even so... yeah, maybe put Remi on alert." It certainly can't hurt.

fight so dirty but you love so sweet
talk so pretty but your heart got teeth

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!