dazing in the dark

JACK

"As tall as he is an' just as dumb," Jack agrees of the tale with a scoff of laughter that might be mistaken for fond to those who know him well. His fingers close around The Ark's with an ease that can't be found anywhere else in his life, the cold continuing to wick from sails and deck and rigging as they head for his cabin. He can't reach all the way across the ship within his range of magic, but he strips the bite of Deepfrost away wherever he can, reaching out to unlock his cabin door with his free hand before stepping aside for the redhead to enter first.

With her thoughts still choppy and half-frozen he doesn't try for anything more than small-talk, but as he follows her into the cabin he's already condensing his magic within it to take the chill from the air, to warm the space to something comfortable and lived-in and to ease the ice from her mind. "Some things seem more quaint when it's dark," he says with a shrug. "Especially if there's a lot of shit that can't be done without the sun. Ain't gonna be seein' many fishin' boats or skyships."

Not with the risk of collision out in the black of the sky or sea.

"Why, did you want to go sleddin'? You should've said, love," Jack drawls, smirking.

no more than I was or than I want to be
when you fall on me like night, I wanna kill the lights

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!