[ Jack's eyes narrow, because it's far, far too good to be true. The idea of bringing Angel back, not that he ever knew she was gone before-- Oh, that is something tempting enough that he would raze this whole goddamn ship if he thought it would get him what he wanted. Angel is his everything. She's always been his everything, ever since the first time he held her in his arms.

If he could just hold her again, then— ]

Yeah. Kinda noticed.

[ His voice is cold and guarded, since this isn't a hope he can entertain so easily. ]

But I don't like being lied to. Think- Think you would've gotten that impression from this past weekend if nothing else. So? How do I know you're not lying to me again? I need a guarantee, Al.

[ He pauses, then jabs a finger at her. ]

—Or access. You want me to do my job? You want me to wipe out whatever the hell is on this ship? I'm gonna need more to work with.

[ Jack turns his head to her, pointing out the data port behind his ear that's not at all dissimilar to the one that Rhys sported on his temple. ]

If you've got a way to interface with these? I want in. I want to be able to look at more than just these datapads.