[Well, the dampness is gone. The chill about Jack remains, but it's not...a biting one. It's like the calm cold of a pristine snowfall, as he just...takes in that sight of Gabriel pulling himself together in to a view that makes his heart so nostalgic, it fucking hurts for a second.
He takes a breath and slowly lets it out, getting a hold of himself. Of his emotions, of that fucking memory of how Gabriel used to be - both for better or worse. The juxtaposition of Reaper against Reyes, and this merger of the two that has settled in to this world.
When he speaks, his voice is rough. Almost raw.]
'Sgood for you. Always hurt when first thing we did was draw guns.
[holy fucking shit, real, brutal honesty from Jack Morrison.]
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He takes a breath and slowly lets it out, getting a hold of himself. Of his emotions, of that fucking memory of how Gabriel used to be - both for better or worse. The juxtaposition of Reaper against Reyes, and this merger of the two that has settled in to this world.
When he speaks, his voice is rough. Almost raw.]
'Sgood for you. Always hurt when first thing we did was draw guns.
[holy fucking shit, real, brutal honesty from Jack Morrison.]