[SE] walk right in the sight of a gun

JACK

"I don't believe for a second that you don't already have at least three outfits that fit that description," Jack quips; having been lucky enough to see several of them at close range (and tear one of them to little more than ribbon and string, if memory serves), clearly Flora's need for extras goes beyond the necessary. "Still, I s'pose you can never be too careful when it comes to hidin' your knives."

Falling quiet as she steps back away from him a fraction, the captain doesn't bother with I told you sos or if onlys. Knowing what she was planning with Dahlia might not have saved what they'd built between them, even if he hadn't been kept in the dark, but he'll be the first to admit that the knowing would have definitely helped. Instead, following her gaze to the bench and the tiny section of Halo he appears to have carved out beneath it, Jack offers Flora an audaciously innocent shrug.

"I didn't," he says, sly and amused, especially knowing that his response will have one particular ring on her hand heating up. "It was like that when I sat down." Reaching out to accept the knife, he tucks it into his boot where it belongs and flashes her a crooked smile. "Good luck with your skimpy assassin outfit hunt."

sometimes we put our hearts in the wrong places
(what the fuck is it doing between your teeth?)

Code stolen from Queen Sky