[...really, Reyes. Really. Jack gets it, of course, and he makes a snort of a not-laugh as he follows Reaper in to the room. He arches a brow - you built this? - but instead gets down to more business.]
Hold old is she?
[The friendliness might be a need for warmth, he notes in the back of his mind.]
no subject
Hold old is she?
[The friendliness might be a need for warmth, he notes in the back of his mind.]