day seven - liz

[heroizes]

[ Jack is working away diligently in the tech lab on day seven, since it's more or less where he's taken up residence. He's busily working during the non-trial days, and at this point, he's got something almost finished. When Elizabeth stops by, she'll see a mostly completed and surprisingly sophisticated pipe pistol, because of course that's what Jack's been working on. Whether she's just stopping by or actually looking for Jack, he'll look up from his work and give her a friendly wave. ]

Oh, hey, Liz. What up.

[ He twirls the pistol in his hand idly, since he's rather pleased with himself, but then sets it down as he stands. ]

Hope you don't mind but this became my, uh, priority a little bit over what I promised you. But! Today? Totally getting started. You got any requests I should start on first?

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[tearable]

[ It's a familiar weight, she thinks. It was around the same as the revolver she tucked away in Rapture after - ... after she died, right? The timeline... it use to be clear but now chopped and messy. Elizabeth feels his warmth on her hand and she swallows hard. It's a gesture that she can't quite remember if ... anyone had shown her. ]

...I would if I had someone else. It was happenstance, believe me. [ She still doesn't confirm where she got the knowledge from, but it's good intel. That's all she wants to focus on. ] I didn't want this - you know. This type of obligation or responsibility.

[ She forces herself to look to him, and the way he phrases it - how he's helping her... she feels like there's even more pressure. ]

Then, don't worry. I won't compromise you. If I need to make a move, the crosshairs will be on me. Don't want them to be... but, doesn't feel right pinning it on someone else.

[ He sees her look over the pistol, noting the craftsmanship where it was evident. Elizabeth listens, smiling just a tiny bit at his mention of getting beat for looking at her. It's not until his hand scoops against her face that she looks back up to him.

Eyes trembling, lips parting into a soft agape state, she's sure he can feel the red flush onto her face. How it could sting him if he wasn't careful. It wasn't inappropriate but it was far more intimate than she was use to. ]

Jack...

[ His name falls past her lips in a dull hush, unable to express how she feels about it. The fear, the worry - there's a lot at risk. Not only herself but for the others. Jack wasn't understanding the weight of her responsibility - she had no one except for Booker back home. She feels... she feels like this was a chance for her to do good past her own selfish want. Her own selfish need to see the sun again. ]

I don't plan on leaving a sexy corpse, you know. But, whatever happens, I've always depended on the kindness of strangers. Thank you, ...stranger.

[heroizes]

[ Even if she doesn't explicitly say it, Jack can definitely take a guess that Elizabeth is the one with the role. With talk of weight and responsibility, it's not a far leap to make. However, though he had confronted Rhys about his leap of logic that led Rhys to confirm that he was one of the staff, he doesn't push with Elizabeth. He figures she's probably safer if he doesn't know for sure, and he won't betray that guess.

His thumb strokes her cheek lightly when she looks at him, because he worries briefly that he's upset her with how she looks at him, but-- He feels the warmth of her cheek in his hand, and that concern instead turns to a more confident smile. He breathes out a laugh at her wry comment, and he ducks his head lightly. ]

Well, good. Don't leave one at all.

[ He draws his hand away slowly, like he's hesitating to break that contact. Jack is a physical person, so in truth, it just feels nice to touch her. But he doesn't want to make it weird, especially when she's been coming onto him so strongly, so pulling away it is. ]

Hey, but, are we really strangers? I mean— [ He motions towards his face with a more wry grin ] You patched me up. That's gotta make us friends, c'mon. Or at least acquaintances? Give me some credit here.