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W4 sometime

[rhygret]

[ So Jack...came to see him. While he was sick. On Leith. And possibly still contagious? Probably? Maybe. He's not exactly sure of the details of the whole thing, but what he does know is that he's left with a lot of mixed feelings about it. Jack technically did something nice...ish. Like it hadn't been a bad visit per say. They'd actually marginally gotten along, more so than the bar trip had turned out.

So he figures he should say something...right? Like as awkward and weird as it was, Rhys still finds himself feeling just a bit less eugh about Jack for it. He knows that's probably the intent there because why else would someone like Jack bother to come bug someone like him. It's not as if their divisions are at all related.

Rhys still finds himself typing out a message anyway an hour later, sighing as he hits send. ]

Jack,

Thanks for the visit.

Rhys
of Land Kendry

[ Short and to the point. Perfect? ]

when she's crashing at his pad

[kirkwalled]

jack can you gget me water from the ktichn

[ She's literally on the couch. ]

week nine / end of chap 4

[kirkwalled]

[ A gift! Because Hawke is a moron who buys her friends gifts way more often than not. A small box sits outside Jack's door when he gets home that evening with a note stuck to it and in a quick, vaguely familiar scrawl is Jack.

Inside the box is a very nice yellow sweater, obviously Leithian of make. Very expensive, hand knit, bright yellow and super soft. It's also exactly Jack's size and obviously, well, meant for him.

And that's it! Because Hawke rather drop the gift off and bail like it's no big deal than ever, say, acknowledge the whole thing. ]