[ By comparison, Jack's mind is racing in a different way. He has an intense focus on his face that's characteristic for him when he's quickly and almost viciously working through a problem. He has to find a solution here, because if he doesn't, he's sure Rhys would get killed. And that-- Selfishly, that's something Jack wants to avoid at all costs. It's irrational, since it's not as if Rhys's life or death actually controlled his fate, but almost like some kind of symbol, he'd come to feel that if Rhys managed to survive, then Jack maybe had hope of avoiding his fate.
So Rhys giving him a name is something that Jack desperately wants. It's not for Rhys. It's for himself for that twisted, nearly delusional association.
His gaze sharpens when Rhys starts to give a name, but it's quickly gone when Rhys screams. It's not quite concern that flashes onto his face, but all the same, Jack shifts forward to half catch him on his shoulder. He wraps his arms around Rhys, though it's not intimate so much as making sure he doesn't just. You know. Fall over. He at least immediately understands what happened here, but he still spits out a sharp, sour noise of irritation. ]
Oh- Oh, yeah, of course not. That would be too goddamn simple! Shit, I should've- Should've waited, then...
[ Jack trails off as he murmurs under his breath, but he gives Rhys a nudge with his shoulder to tell him to move. ]
No. No, we've gotta deal with it now. But goddammit, why all this crap now?! Maybe had a shot before, but now, shit. There's no way Liz is gonna listen to me.
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So Rhys giving him a name is something that Jack desperately wants. It's not for Rhys. It's for himself for that twisted, nearly delusional association.
His gaze sharpens when Rhys starts to give a name, but it's quickly gone when Rhys screams. It's not quite concern that flashes onto his face, but all the same, Jack shifts forward to half catch him on his shoulder. He wraps his arms around Rhys, though it's not intimate so much as making sure he doesn't just. You know. Fall over. He at least immediately understands what happened here, but he still spits out a sharp, sour noise of irritation. ]
Oh- Oh, yeah, of course not. That would be too goddamn simple! Shit, I should've- Should've waited, then...
[ Jack trails off as he murmurs under his breath, but he gives Rhys a nudge with his shoulder to tell him to move. ]
No. No, we've gotta deal with it now. But goddammit, why all this crap now?! Maybe had a shot before, but now, shit. There's no way Liz is gonna listen to me.