it's not your fault that you're always wrong
”I’ll choose to take that as a compliment, shall I?” Jack didn’t look at her, but his smirk was audible as he glanced into the alleyway. Eloise’s comments about his appearance versus his treatment certainly hadn’t gone unnoticed, but whilst the captain was certainly prideful, he didn’t have time to be vain. Why bother, when you knew what everyone was thinking anyway?
He did turn, though, at her quip about Saiden, Jack snorting softly. ”I might still not like him, but if he were governor I’d definitely have to listen to his drivel a lot more,” he pointed out.
In the uncomfortable moments between Eloise trying to figure out what to say about Remi before figuring that it didn’t matter, Jack had seemingly decided that the alleyway they had paused in front of wasn’t important after all, and moved on down the street. ”He’s into dick, so you can save your flirtin’,” he began. ”Otherwise just try not to badmouth the Ark or it’s business in front of him and you’re good, pretty much.”
He did turn, though, at her quip about Saiden, Jack snorting softly. ”I might still not like him, but if he were governor I’d definitely have to listen to his drivel a lot more,” he pointed out.
In the uncomfortable moments between Eloise trying to figure out what to say about Remi before figuring that it didn’t matter, Jack had seemingly decided that the alleyway they had paused in front of wasn’t important after all, and moved on down the street. ”He’s into dick, so you can save your flirtin’,” he began. ”Otherwise just try not to badmouth the Ark or it’s business in front of him and you’re good, pretty much.”
