JACK
"It's a risk," Jack agrees, leaning into the gentle press of her fingers quite without thinking about it; the time since they've been apart is still dwarfed by the number of days spent together, after all, when talking like this was as easy as breathing, and he can't help old habits. Scowling, his eyes brewing with storms that seem all the darker thanks to the tired smudges beneath them, he doesn't disagree with her analysis of the situation. Not when it comes to saving her, to bringing her back.
For the rest, though?
His hand reaches up, calloused fingers encircling her wrist, as if to halt her from distracting herself with fussing over his hair. "You have never been," Jack says, quietly and firmly, "and never will be dispensable, Flora. An' are you tellin' me, with bein' able to play sharin' is carin' with everyone's shit, that you couldn't lend out a dagger or two and take yourself outta their crosshairs?"
Raising his eyebrows, there's still acceptance in his expression, albeit very reluctant acceptance. "Just think about it," he says softly.
For the rest, though?
His hand reaches up, calloused fingers encircling her wrist, as if to halt her from distracting herself with fussing over his hair. "You have never been," Jack says, quietly and firmly, "and never will be dispensable, Flora. An' are you tellin' me, with bein' able to play sharin' is carin' with everyone's shit, that you couldn't lend out a dagger or two and take yourself outta their crosshairs?"
Raising his eyebrows, there's still acceptance in his expression, albeit very reluctant acceptance. "Just think about it," he says softly.
sometimes we put our hearts in the wrong places
(what the fuck is it doing between your teeth?)
(what the fuck is it doing between your teeth?)
Code stolen from Queen Sky
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
