JACK
"Oh, so a real friendly jaunt through the Oerwoud, then?" Jack says, scoffing under his breath and letting his eyes flick over Vesper only once, but with the calculated determination of a man used to finding weak spots in others. "We'll be docked here for the rest of Deepfrost if you wanna rest up," is what he says in lieu of anything more paternal, not least because neither of them would feel comfortable with it.
A sharp wind whips across the docks while they talk, sending loose papers scattering from stalls and forcing a few people walking to alter their course, but the Captain keeps his magic braced against it, the brief wrinkle of his nose the only indication of the redoubled effort. "Weird stories?" he echoes, shoving his hands into his pockets.
Asking for more detail is unnecessary, Vesper filling in necessary blanks without delay, and Jack's brows furrow. "It's rarely normal bullshit in my experience," he mutters. "You hear anythin' outside the Oerwoud on your way back here? If it's keepin' itself to itself for now, that'd be ideal."
A sharp wind whips across the docks while they talk, sending loose papers scattering from stalls and forcing a few people walking to alter their course, but the Captain keeps his magic braced against it, the brief wrinkle of his nose the only indication of the redoubled effort. "Weird stories?" he echoes, shoving his hands into his pockets.
Asking for more detail is unnecessary, Vesper filling in necessary blanks without delay, and Jack's brows furrow. "It's rarely normal bullshit in my experience," he mutters. "You hear anythin' outside the Oerwoud on your way back here? If it's keepin' itself to itself for now, that'd be ideal."
you are a quiet god
and your hunger is cavernous
and your hunger is cavernous
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