" JACK, “ doe eyes roll to the back of her head, becoming more instinctive, the more she had been attracted to his company, like a magnetic force, so to speak. it was inevitable, that their paths crossed each time she would be called to the sea, seemingly appropriate that it would be entirely jack’s doing. “ if you’ve returned to formerly choose a side, i would suggest choosing the right one, this time. “
“Accepting, of course, that I was on the wrong side at any point – which I do not, by the way – “ Not that he would be offering the bonny lass any insights into why he thought as much. She had her opinions of him and she could sure as well keep them, for they held little impact on his awareness of who he was, regardless of what she might have to say about it!
“Your tone implicates upon me the notion that you might perhaps be considering yourself to be the right side.” A beat, not a hesitation so much as an inflection in and of itself, the silence more punctuation than conclusion. “This time.” His brows rose, as though imploring her to refute him on this score, before pointing out the rather obvious, “I’m not so certain that’s the case love. I may be in need of a more compelling argument.”
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