[ Jack actually looks up, since he's surprised to hear that. Maybe she wasn't quite as sheltered as he was assuming after all, and that does make more sense once he seriously thinks about it. She actually wasn't as bothered by the gore here as maybe a more normal, sheltered person would be. He simply hadn't considered it before. But as Elizabeth starts to settle down next to him, that surprise instead shifts into an expression that's a bit more difficult to discern. It almost looks like a mix of something pained and frustrated, but that's not quite because of the wound. ]
You really— [ Don't have to do that, but the words stop abruptly once her hand sits against his leg. It's very clear that he's not quite uncomfortable, but it's more that he's not sure what to do with this. It's strange to him, but that probably fits fairly well with what Elizabeth knows of Jack so far. He's a much more closed off person than his extroverted personality implies.
He might have focused on that, but as with many things, his attention is stolen away by something else. As soon as Rhys comes into the conversation, it's much easier to identify the emotion that bubbles forward for that. It's definitely anger, and a bitter one at that. Her concern about him being able to stitch up his wounds is pretty quickly discarded as well. ]
Oh, of course he's with Fiona. That-- No, no, not gonna lose my temper, not now, but that asshole? Friggin' shows up to my goddamn door, stabs me, steals my mask. I'm— Ohhhhohoho I am definitely gonna have to control my temper to not put my hands around that scrawny little neck of his...
[ Sadly, this is Jack controlling his temper, though this one also seems a bit more venomous than his other outbursts. There's something about this that's much more personal, and it's not hard to take a guess at what would cause it. Though that guess may not capture the full picture. ]
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You really— [ Don't have to do that, but the words stop abruptly once her hand sits against his leg. It's very clear that he's not quite uncomfortable, but it's more that he's not sure what to do with this. It's strange to him, but that probably fits fairly well with what Elizabeth knows of Jack so far. He's a much more closed off person than his extroverted personality implies.
He might have focused on that, but as with many things, his attention is stolen away by something else. As soon as Rhys comes into the conversation, it's much easier to identify the emotion that bubbles forward for that. It's definitely anger, and a bitter one at that. Her concern about him being able to stitch up his wounds is pretty quickly discarded as well. ]
Oh, of course he's with Fiona. That-- No, no, not gonna lose my temper, not now, but that asshole? Friggin' shows up to my goddamn door, stabs me, steals my mask. I'm— Ohhhhohoho I am definitely gonna have to control my temper to not put my hands around that scrawny little neck of his...
[ Sadly, this is Jack controlling his temper, though this one also seems a bit more venomous than his other outbursts. There's something about this that's much more personal, and it's not hard to take a guess at what would cause it. Though that guess may not capture the full picture. ]