[Something more than diving in to the fight itself. Jack closes his eyes, a hint of frost forming on the lashes as he briefly sinks in to a melancholy. Maybe he should have chosen that, for all the good he did. Maybe they won, but it's not as though they couldn't have won without him.
Did win without him.
He has to actually wipe at his eyes so that he can open them again, growling softly in irritation at himself.]
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Did win without him.
He has to actually wipe at his eyes so that he can open them again, growling softly in irritation at himself.]
Yeah, well, no shortage of that around.