it's not your fault that you're always wrong
"Oi, don't knock what you ain't tried," Jack said with a quiet laugh, the first that had made it past his lips that morning thanks to the sorry state he'd woken up in. Still, that bled away into silence again as she totally zoned out of their conversation and continued to think about her own wretched state of affairs. A shame, really - if she'd chatted to him about it, maybe something could have been done. (Something would be done, and it had everything to do with the deal and nothing to do with Eloise he told himself, but now he had to be fucking subtle about it).
Still, the shoulder rub was nice. "We'll be settin' off again in a couple of weeks," he noted. "Got a couple new crew members to replace the ones that jumped in the sea. You met 'em?"
Still, the shoulder rub was nice. "We'll be settin' off again in a couple of weeks," he noted. "Got a couple new crew members to replace the ones that jumped in the sea. You met 'em?"
