ELOISE
The way Jack looked versus the way he was treated was...astounding, really. Jack looked like the sort you could grab by the ear throw into the street without a thought. Instead, he was treated like a sweating brick of dynamite that had to be handled just so.
The illusionist could only laugh under her breath at that. "Right, because him being off your ship with some fancy title would change things?" Not trying to brown-nose (it'd hardly help, with him in her mind after all), Eloise just rolled her eyes that Jack thought her so naive.
So that it was it then. Remi had just gotten there first. "Do we..." Again, Eloise was going to try and pick her words carefully, but it all seemed a little redundant if Jack could just hear the cogs working in her mind anyhow. So she dropped her attempts at sounding smuggler-smooth. "Just let me know if I'm supposed to be or do anything different around him, yeah?"
The illusionist could only laugh under her breath at that. "Right, because him being off your ship with some fancy title would change things?" Not trying to brown-nose (it'd hardly help, with him in her mind after all), Eloise just rolled her eyes that Jack thought her so naive.
So that it was it then. Remi had just gotten there first. "Do we..." Again, Eloise was going to try and pick her words carefully, but it all seemed a little redundant if Jack could just hear the cogs working in her mind anyhow. So she dropped her attempts at sounding smuggler-smooth. "Just let me know if I'm supposed to be or do anything different around him, yeah?"
but hungry dogs are never loyal
