[SE] walk right in the sight of a gun

JACK

"Aimin' high," Jack says with a mock nod of realisation. "Understandable. For the record, though, it ain't gonna be the last outfit anyone sees you in." Not if he has anything the fuck to do with it anyway. "An' it's not like you couldn't make seaweed an' driftwood look good, so maybe don't waste too much time on it."

So far, so truthful, if Flora would like to check her ring for confirmation. But oh, then he's being threatened with jail, and Jack's smile isn't something he can help; wicked and belonging more to a shark than to a man, he spreads his hands as if to say you got me. "It'd be my first time," he says - and yes, he's being honest about that. "I've heard it's quite nice, given how much of a paradise Torchline is these days."

But he can sense the wind-down of this strange little moment between them, the captain reaching up to adjust his sunglasses back down over his eyes. "I'd like it on record that between us, you do most of the screamin'," he quips. "...But yeah. I was good to see you too, Flora. Don't do anythin' I wouldn't."

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

Code stolen from Queen Sky