JACK
The Captain says nothing, but there's a quiet relief as he senses the sharp ache of her hunger dull to something less urgent, similar to when he's patched a tear in a sail and is able to see his stitching hold against the breeze. Pouring himself a glass of water as well, he doesn't hide his smirk at her enjoyment of it - it's no rum, but it's no less important, and he raises his own glass in a cheers before taking a sip.
"Mm, they're all riled up tonight. Don't ask me why," he drawls, though by the glances some of the men are still stealing at her and the way Bassian is being very careful every time he puts his drink down, it doesn't take much to guess. "I am," he agrees of his whereabouts at this time of night, Jack drifting the few steps to the railing to lean against it as he's done a hundred, hundred times.
Beneath them the Greatwood sprawls like a dark splotch dotted with winks of light, and he considers it for a second, going, before he shakes his head. "Not tonight. The woods are no King's End when it comes to that sort of entertainment. Might head down, though." Back to his cabin, where he can settle into the rhythm of the crew and the sway of the ship, and work or wait for sleep to take.
"As star of the show though, you're welcome to stay." He makes himself say it, because the tension in his jaw belies the truth of it. "Nothin'll go awry while Murph is up at the wheel, an' he's of a mind to stay there all night."
"Mm, they're all riled up tonight. Don't ask me why," he drawls, though by the glances some of the men are still stealing at her and the way Bassian is being very careful every time he puts his drink down, it doesn't take much to guess. "I am," he agrees of his whereabouts at this time of night, Jack drifting the few steps to the railing to lean against it as he's done a hundred, hundred times.
Beneath them the Greatwood sprawls like a dark splotch dotted with winks of light, and he considers it for a second, going, before he shakes his head. "Not tonight. The woods are no King's End when it comes to that sort of entertainment. Might head down, though." Back to his cabin, where he can settle into the rhythm of the crew and the sway of the ship, and work or wait for sleep to take.
"As star of the show though, you're welcome to stay." He makes himself say it, because the tension in his jaw belies the truth of it. "Nothin'll go awry while Murph is up at the wheel, an' he's of a mind to stay there all night."
fight so dirty but you love so sweet
talk so pretty but your heart got teeth
talk so pretty but your heart got teeth
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
