it's not your fault that you're always wrong
Jack responds with little more than a raise of his eyebrows; because they both know there's a portal just down the beach, and they both know that there's more than one shrine to the Voice in Caido. There would have to be, for them to exist in the first place. "Good," he murmurs once Nate has calmed down, and it's entirely unclear as to which part of the Ascended's remarks he's responding to. All of them, probably.
Strolling back up the beach to collect the bag he'd thrown down, the sea whispering at their backs, Jack glances over his shoulder when Nate, again, seems to bristle up. "No," he says quietly, "of course I fuckin' wouldn't be. But you'd never know it." Your weakness is showing, Nate. That's the gist of what he's saying, and the Ascended can take that however he likes.
Strolling back up the beach to collect the bag he'd thrown down, the sea whispering at their backs, Jack glances over his shoulder when Nate, again, seems to bristle up. "No," he says quietly, "of course I fuckin' wouldn't be. But you'd never know it." Your weakness is showing, Nate. That's the gist of what he's saying, and the Ascended can take that however he likes.
Jack being an Abandoned is common knowledge these days, however his Telepathy remains a well-kept secret:
Magic: Passive Telepathy | The user can read the surface thoughts and emotions of those within a 30ft radius. Control is excellent. Note: "Thoughts and emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
Type: Grey | Rank: Mastered
Also branded with a small star tattoo beneath his left eye.
