[ Ever since their reunion, Ana has done this. She dredges up something from years ago, when they'd had far fewer lines on their faces and far more brightness in their eyes. Jack never quite knows how to feel about it. Thinking about back then is something he's tried to avoid, but it's impossible not to when he's around one of his oldest friends.
Ana's trying to pull Jack Morrison out from the remains of that explosion, and he doesn't have the heart to tell her that he's not sure there's enough left to salvage. She seems to want to be around him all the same, and he isn't going to question it too much.
The impression only causes him to shake his head at her, unimpressed, although there's some softening to his features that's proof enough that Ana's methods are having their intended effect. ]
Well, glad you've figured it out by now. [ For a split second he has the urge to toss a pillow at her, but they're not twenty-somethings anymore. Instead he leans himself back against the wall that the bed is pushed up against. ] Sleep or don't sleep, it's your choice. [ He just knows he isn't going to. ]
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Ana's trying to pull Jack Morrison out from the remains of that explosion, and he doesn't have the heart to tell her that he's not sure there's enough left to salvage. She seems to want to be around him all the same, and he isn't going to question it too much.
The impression only causes him to shake his head at her, unimpressed, although there's some softening to his features that's proof enough that Ana's methods are having their intended effect. ]
Well, glad you've figured it out by now. [ For a split second he has the urge to toss a pillow at her, but they're not twenty-somethings anymore. Instead he leans himself back against the wall that the bed is pushed up against. ] Sleep or don't sleep, it's your choice. [ He just knows he isn't going to. ]