[It really is a distinct sense of collective fumbling about in the dark--it's bad enough to be limited in this way as passengers, but the fact that even the captain supposedly isn't sure on such finer details is just, truly the unsettling icing on the discomfiting cake. Skulduggery's confirmation is weirdly defensive, that said, but Jade's rather too thoroughly distracted by the three different tracks of thought currently trying to arrange themselves in his head to be overtly bothered with calling that out right now. At most, it prompts a sigh that's less at Skulduggery's expense anyhow, since...]
A truly poorly practitioner this man is turning out to be--dabbling in powers he increasingly only seems to understand on a surface level...
[Flavored with a fair amount of ire, this bit; Jade may not possess untold reality-bending abilities at his own fingertips, perhaps, but he does at least understand the finest intricacies of the fonic artes he uses--which is more than can apparently be said of the captain and his own capabilities. He feels quite at liberty to judge at this point, alright!
...Anyway though. Anyway. Not much point in lingering upon that in the end, after all...Jade's glance drops to Skulduggery's wrist at the movement, the reveal of the bracelet underneath the sleeve. The significance of it alongside his words doesn't take much time to sink in; he might not know that it was a gift from someone here specifically, but Jade does recognize the fibers making up the braiding as being part of the craft supplies back during the camping expedition.]
No...it would seem you didn't--if you were wearing that before it happened. Whatever occurred, then...crossed over from elsewhere, it would seem. Added to you as you've been, here, somehow.
[Maybe at the expense of that other Skulduggery in turn--or maybe not. It's really pretty much impossible to say, isn't it? ...Jade can't help but wonder, though, if it's entirely a one-way process. If, perhaps, the reverse could occur as well--or even be invoked--
More hypotheticals...more things he'd like to discuss with someone, really, except--it can't exactly be with Skulduggery at the moment, now can it? Here they are, two questions in, and Skulduggery's mood has not seemed to ease one bit. Though that's quite fair enough, really, considering the nature of the entire subject...especially when Jade can provide no better answers to any of it himself, at present. Another pause falls, then, this one rather longer than all the others--in which Jade peers pensively at the way Skulduggery drops his chin just so, his overall distracted and thoroughly unhappy sort of air. ...There really are a myriad of other questions he'd like to ask, across a whole spectrum of practicality. He ought to choose well, to take everything he can from this limited opportunity for any more information.
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A truly poorly practitioner this man is turning out to be--dabbling in powers he increasingly only seems to understand on a surface level...
[Flavored with a fair amount of ire, this bit; Jade may not possess untold reality-bending abilities at his own fingertips, perhaps, but he does at least understand the finest intricacies of the fonic artes he uses--which is more than can apparently be said of the captain and his own capabilities. He feels quite at liberty to judge at this point, alright!
...Anyway though. Anyway. Not much point in lingering upon that in the end, after all...Jade's glance drops to Skulduggery's wrist at the movement, the reveal of the bracelet underneath the sleeve. The significance of it alongside his words doesn't take much time to sink in; he might not know that it was a gift from someone here specifically, but Jade does recognize the fibers making up the braiding as being part of the craft supplies back during the camping expedition.]
No...it would seem you didn't--if you were wearing that before it happened. Whatever occurred, then...crossed over from elsewhere, it would seem. Added to you as you've been, here, somehow.
[Maybe at the expense of that other Skulduggery in turn--or maybe not. It's really pretty much impossible to say, isn't it? ...Jade can't help but wonder, though, if it's entirely a one-way process. If, perhaps, the reverse could occur as well--or even be invoked--
More hypotheticals...more things he'd like to discuss with someone, really, except--it can't exactly be with Skulduggery at the moment, now can it? Here they are, two questions in, and Skulduggery's mood has not seemed to ease one bit. Though that's quite fair enough, really, considering the nature of the entire subject...especially when Jade can provide no better answers to any of it himself, at present. Another pause falls, then, this one rather longer than all the others--in which Jade peers pensively at the way Skulduggery drops his chin just so, his overall distracted and thoroughly unhappy sort of air. ...There really are a myriad of other questions he'd like to ask, across a whole spectrum of practicality. He ought to choose well, to take everything he can from this limited opportunity for any more information.
And yet.]
...How extensive is the damage, then?