refactor: (masters of their balls)
a dorito with a goatee ([personal profile] refactor) wrote 2016-08-03 03:21 am (UTC)

[ But he really is making an effort to quiet his laughter, because the first few words there absolutely catch his attention. It draws out a smile that's less mocking, and more the sort that Rhys had received... Well, quite a while ago, for him. It's that sort of charming, friendly smile that he had received when they were riding on top of the caravan together, even in the face of being called crazy. ]

Yeah-- No, you don't need to worry about that, kiddo. I'm not gonna forget what my goal is here.

[ He takes another drink, though that's partially just to settle what remains of his laughter at this point. He sits back, but his eyes are truly drawn up with a smile at this point. Maybe Rhys saying that he trusts Jack means a lot to him? Or maybe he's still just energetic from Rhys's embarrassing ranting there. It's never easy to tell. ]

I'll get us home. You put your trust in me, so, hey, I'm the right guy for the job. Just stick with me. I'll get us home.

[ He tilts his glass lightly towards Rhys. ]

We'll figure it out. Can't be that hard. Hell, I've done waaaaay harder things than stealing a space station back from an AI before, just sayin'. So. No problem.

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