[ jack chuckles, a bit airey, and slightly incredulous. he's apologizing, after all jack had done, after all he'd just said. d'artagnan is apologizing, and it's so incredibly him, jack's a bit lost in himself over it. ]
You're so strange.
[ he smiles, strained, but lifts a hand to grip at his bicep, squeezing a moment. ]
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You're so strange.
[ he smiles, strained, but lifts a hand to grip at his bicep, squeezing a moment. ]
You don't have a reason to be. That's my line.