JACK
”An’ I didn’t think you were reckless enough to get in this sort of state, at your age,” Jack sniped right back, blue eyes fixing on the dressing and the nasty look of the injury. Glancing to Ki as the flowers were deposited on the porch, he could only bounce his eyebrows at the lizard; a gesture of is he always fuckin’ like this? as if they didn’t both know the answer.
Tilting his head back at Zeph, the captain folded his arms across his chest. ”A knife, huh,” he echoed, already knowing it to be true. ”Not spittin’ venom, then? Not rippin’ off your limbs?” he asked, snorting. ”I thought I did too. No worries though - he’s already bein’ reminded.”
Tilting his head back at Zeph, the captain folded his arms across his chest. ”A knife, huh,” he echoed, already knowing it to be true. ”Not spittin’ venom, then? Not rippin’ off your limbs?” he asked, snorting. ”I thought I did too. No worries though - he’s already bein’ reminded.”
