[ pulling out a pot, jack sets the stove to a low heat and carefully pours the wine into it, followed by the sugar being stirred in. he's not big on cooking - that was silas's bag - but he likes being able to make things for himself. ]
How does the lemon work into it?
[ glancing over to d'artagnan, he pauses a beat, and then smiles warmly. ]
I'd needed the company as much as you. [ he sighs, looking back to the pot, a moment passing. ] I'm sorry, for what I convinced you to do.
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How does the lemon work into it?
[ glancing over to d'artagnan, he pauses a beat, and then smiles warmly. ]
I'd needed the company as much as you. [ he sighs, looking back to the pot, a moment passing. ] I'm sorry, for what I convinced you to do.