[That fight had been the moment just before he came here, and he had thankfully cooled his head since then. Maybe he should have been more angry with Reyes, refused to interact and hunted the man down to make his life hell, but... why? He had enough on his plate without throwing on hating a guy he had suspected had also survived the blast. It seemed more like an inevitability that they would meet again if it were true.
He shrugged his shoulders, thinking he would still have been happier with whiskey. That bullet had done an excellent job trying to fester after all.] Probably, but it wasn't what I wanted after a fight with you. [He grunted as if her coming back to him meant some slight to Reyes. He doubted it was true.] Well, she sure as hell isn't joining Talon, so her hands were tied, weren't they? You weren't passing out invitations.
[It was nice to know they would have each other. Right now it seemed empty with how recently Ana had left. Maybe in time he'd unravel his complex feelings about that.
Jack looked at Gabriel and nodded his head, supposing that was true on some level.] I'm giving you twenty-four hours to feel sorry for yourself, so get it all out, alright? After that, I'm kicking your ass. [Because he and Reyes were about finding solutions, not griping about wallowing in problems. Still, everyone needed time to grieve.
And he could be the strong one. It hurt that Ana was gone, but he had less invested in this place, so he could just bury his feelings on that matter. Reyes needed it more now than ever, so he would actually do what he could to accommodate.
Instead, he followed Reyes to the sitting room, finding a part of the couch to settle himself into after a quick sweep with his eyes to make certain all was secure. The dogs would let them know if there were intruders in the area.]
Fat chance of that. You're the one hurrying to numb unconsciousness. I'm here to hold your hair when you puke in the toilet bowl.
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Date: 2019-08-09 01:29 pm (UTC)He shrugged his shoulders, thinking he would still have been happier with whiskey. That bullet had done an excellent job trying to fester after all.] Probably, but it wasn't what I wanted after a fight with you. [He grunted as if her coming back to him meant some slight to Reyes. He doubted it was true.] Well, she sure as hell isn't joining Talon, so her hands were tied, weren't they? You weren't passing out invitations.
[It was nice to know they would have each other. Right now it seemed empty with how recently Ana had left. Maybe in time he'd unravel his complex feelings about that.
Jack looked at Gabriel and nodded his head, supposing that was true on some level.] I'm giving you twenty-four hours to feel sorry for yourself, so get it all out, alright? After that, I'm kicking your ass. [Because he and Reyes were about finding solutions, not griping about wallowing in problems. Still, everyone needed time to grieve.
And he could be the strong one. It hurt that Ana was gone, but he had less invested in this place, so he could just bury his feelings on that matter. Reyes needed it more now than ever, so he would actually do what he could to accommodate.
Instead, he followed Reyes to the sitting room, finding a part of the couch to settle himself into after a quick sweep with his eyes to make certain all was secure. The dogs would let them know if there were intruders in the area.]
Fat chance of that. You're the one hurrying to numb unconsciousness. I'm here to hold your hair when you puke in the toilet bowl.