[ Jack makes a small, pained sound as Elizabeth moves forward to cling to him, since that's not the most comfortable thing to do right now, but he ends up laughing, even if it's soft. ]
Geez-- You gotta be more careful, kiddo. Could've got you with the needle.
[ He's joking and teasing, since he's not sure how else to respond to this. Even as she cries, he's not sure, and the jokes, the smile, they're just masks to cover up that awkward inability he sometimes has to truly feel for other people. He doesn't see it that way, since Jack just sees this as feeling awkward about a girl crying on him, but it runs just a little deeper than that.
But he still knows the right motions. He lets the needle go carefully, trying to shift so that she won't touch that wound on his side, and tenuously, he reaches out to place a hand on her head. It's a heavy, comforting weight, though with some hesitation, he strokes her hair just as he would for Angel. It's all he knows to do. ]
Yeah— Yeah, we can't. Sucks, but that's just a fact of this shitty situation. You can't trust anyone. Not really.
[ :) ]
So-- We'll work it out. Dunno how, not yet, but I think... I think there's a way to do this. So, hey— I promise, for real. I'm not gonna die that easily. You and me, we'll figure this out.
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Date: 2016-07-17 03:03 am (UTC)Geez-- You gotta be more careful, kiddo. Could've got you with the needle.
[ He's joking and teasing, since he's not sure how else to respond to this. Even as she cries, he's not sure, and the jokes, the smile, they're just masks to cover up that awkward inability he sometimes has to truly feel for other people. He doesn't see it that way, since Jack just sees this as feeling awkward about a girl crying on him, but it runs just a little deeper than that.
But he still knows the right motions. He lets the needle go carefully, trying to shift so that she won't touch that wound on his side, and tenuously, he reaches out to place a hand on her head. It's a heavy, comforting weight, though with some hesitation, he strokes her hair just as he would for Angel. It's all he knows to do. ]
Yeah— Yeah, we can't. Sucks, but that's just a fact of this shitty situation. You can't trust anyone. Not really.
[ :) ]
So-- We'll work it out. Dunno how, not yet, but I think... I think there's a way to do this. So, hey— I promise, for real. I'm not gonna die that easily. You and me, we'll figure this out.