say you need more space, what are you, an astronaut?
"Mmmm." Eloise hummed in agreement. Legs crossed, her back pressed against the wall next to Jack's bed, her fingers worked slow circles around his temples. Knowing that to block out the thoughts of the crew entirely would likely send Jack into an anxious rage, the illusionist merely dampened them—like pulling a blanket up over one's ears to block out a party happening down below.
"I wish I could have seen the looks on their faces." She said in a low voice, hardly more than a whisper, but loud enough for him to hear her mischievous smirk even with his eyes closed. It was Zeph's idea to leave the note at the end of the tunnel for the party to find. It was the reason why Eloise had been 'late' at the start of their little adventure into the tunnels.
"I wish I could have seen the looks on their faces." She said in a low voice, hardly more than a whisper, but loud enough for him to hear her mischievous smirk even with his eyes closed. It was Zeph's idea to leave the note at the end of the tunnel for the party to find. It was the reason why Eloise had been 'late' at the start of their little adventure into the tunnels.
you've got the whole universe, so what you coming 'round here for?
