[ For the first time since this whole thing started, he looks just about faintly amused at the mention of the beard. No, no it ain't, and if things weren't exactly the way they were he might admit it looks pretty good. All things considered, though, he thinks it's in everyone's best interests to keep his mouth shut.
Apparently Jack's not on the same page.
There's a brief, hitching moment of silence wherein is expression might bely a tiny ripple of concern, maybe fear, maybe just the tiniest little breath of panic before he schools it back down again in an instant. ]
...What'd he tell you?
[ Or worse, what'd he do? Shit, he forgot, he forgot to tell Jack not to say anything about it. Forgot to warn him, like some kind of goddamn moron.
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Apparently Jack's not on the same page.
There's a brief, hitching moment of silence wherein is expression might bely a tiny ripple of concern, maybe fear, maybe just the tiniest little breath of panic before he schools it back down again in an instant. ]
...What'd he tell you?
[ Or worse, what'd he do? Shit, he forgot, he forgot to tell Jack not to say anything about it. Forgot to warn him, like some kind of goddamn moron.
To be fair, there were bigger things going on. ]