JACK
And yet, echoed Jack silently, grateful if anything that she didn't attempt to help, allowing him to salvage as much as he could from the shelves. One was broken entirely and would have to be repaired, along with a few trinkets, but the rest he returned to their rightful places in no time at all. "My mistakes?" he began, eyebrows raising as he turned to glare at her incredulously. "Clearly I didn't expect you to take a gamble on whether or not I cared how many people in Caido know what I can do." Yes, her gamble had been spot on, and no he wasn't happy about it. But still. Fuck.
As she continued, however, his expression dropped to something neutral, puzzled almost. "You've a funny way of fuckin' showin' it," he grumbled at last, slumping down into the seat at his desk. From one of the drawers, he drew two glasses and a bottle of amber liquid; rum, and expensive rum at that. Filling them both, he nudged one in her direction. "Best we keep those odds even, then."
As she continued, however, his expression dropped to something neutral, puzzled almost. "You've a funny way of fuckin' showin' it," he grumbled at last, slumping down into the seat at his desk. From one of the drawers, he drew two glasses and a bottle of amber liquid; rum, and expensive rum at that. Filling them both, he nudged one in her direction. "Best we keep those odds even, then."
you wanted perfect, you got your perfect
but now I'm too perfect for someone like you
but now I'm too perfect for someone like you
