[ 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. ]
[ jack can't help the small smile that lifts the corner of his lips momentarily, always reminded of moments that d'artagnan had been the most comforting thing in the world to him. his fingers squeeze back, for a moment, before letting him go. ]
No, not unless you'd like it lorded over you until kingdom come.
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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.
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No, you're probably right. I don't want you thinking I missed you, there'd be no living with you then.
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No, not unless you'd like it lorded over you until kingdom come.
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That would be terrible. Now come on. We should catch up with the others.