His long thin fingers slowly slip away from the others
as he watches him, a slight frown forming on his face.
❝What can’t I do?❝
Resting his eblows on his knees he rests his chin on
his hand instead.
❛ That. This. ❜
The man says quietly as he looks up to the other.
Mild contemplation in order as those eyes yearn
for something quite vague to Jack.
❛ Just… I do not know. ❜