"I..." Jack starts, but he's just surprised Siffleur's decided Jack isn't excited to fight. Because he's...
Well, excited isn't the right word, no, but he's not trying to avoid the fight, either. He came here for a reason, because he felt - because he's restless and - because he needs to work this restlessness out of himself, but not in a kind way. He needs the strain of survival, so yeah, sure, he was drawing it out with Siffleur.
He's not sure how to phrase that and sound it right - but even if he did, it'd rely on Siffleur wanting the same, and... What if he doesn't? What if this is just a day where he feels - affectionate? He's been affectionate after they fuck, for sure, and he's heard a little bit about how Siffleur talks about him, but this is direct and with none of the other physical stuff happening first.
Well, other than just the violence, and minor at that.
Ultimately, Jack just... sighs. And pats Siffleur's head, and maybe leans a bit of his weight on him because ouch his leg fucking hurts.
"Ah." he says. "Well, I'm not not excited, but uh..."
All that other stuff said, he's not about to lie down and ask for Siffleur to kill him, either. That's the difficult part of all this. If he just wanted to die, he could handle that on his own. This isn't about dying, it's about getting killed, but just-
Yeah, this isn't an easy answer. Jack's shoulders sag as he accepts he doesn't have one yet.
cw brushing up against suicide even if it's not permanent
Well, excited isn't the right word, no, but he's not trying to avoid the fight, either. He came here for a reason, because he felt - because he's restless and - because he needs to work this restlessness out of himself, but not in a kind way. He needs the strain of survival, so yeah, sure, he was drawing it out with Siffleur.
He's not sure how to phrase that and sound it right - but even if he did, it'd rely on Siffleur wanting the same, and... What if he doesn't? What if this is just a day where he feels - affectionate? He's been affectionate after they fuck, for sure, and he's heard a little bit about how Siffleur talks about him, but this is direct and with none of the other physical stuff happening first.
Well, other than just the violence, and minor at that.
Ultimately, Jack just... sighs. And pats Siffleur's head, and maybe leans a bit of his weight on him because ouch his leg fucking hurts.
"Ah." he says. "Well, I'm not not excited, but uh..."
All that other stuff said, he's not about to lie down and ask for Siffleur to kill him, either. That's the difficult part of all this. If he just wanted to die, he could handle that on his own. This isn't about dying, it's about getting killed, but just-
Yeah, this isn't an easy answer. Jack's shoulders sag as he accepts he doesn't have one yet.