My office? Wait, you're saying— The deed to Atlas, as in big former competitor Atlas, that was in my office?
[ It's of course what he focuses on here first out of everything, because though there's again far too much to process in what Rhys says so casually, so he immediately latches onto what catches his attention most. That statement pulls right at Jack's nearly limitless ambitions, and his eyes brighten in that way that shows he's really, truly thinking about what that means for him, but the difference here is that it's short-lived. ]
Ahhhh, no, no, that doesn't matter. Forget that part.
[ He waves a hand to dismiss it with a slightly twisted up expression. He shakes his head and reaches up automatically to pinch the bridge of his nose, but then flinches away when he touches it and it's tender, of course. He curses under his breath, but then returns to occupying himself with breakfast, because giving his hands something to do is almost helpful for this conversation. He can still think through all the information being presented here, since his mind is racing with just that one little implication, so all of them together is considerably more to process.
Such as what should have been his immediate thought, and he knows it should have been. But it wasn't. He doesn't want to think about what that might say about him, so he just ignores that troubling realization.
First, he thinks that if he tried to kill this guy, he must have had a reason. That certainly makes sense to him as things are now, because he's only killed in self-defense so far. Sure, he enjoyed that, but... It was still self-defense, and he couldn't trust Rhys to be telling him the whole story here. He had probably attacked first, because that certainly fit with that fiasco in the bathroom last night. That, and what Rhys says now doesn't match up. He'd been proud about bringing Helios into Pandora, so this is certainly a lie. At least partially. But Jack will play along to an extent, he figures. ]
So... If I tried to kill you, I guess that kind of explains why you've been an asshole. [ he's just sayin ] I'm... Sorry? I guess? Sounds pretty insincere, since I don't remember it. Haven't done it yet? God, y'know, this is like some shitty scifi BS and it makes it really stupid to talk about.
[ He does at least look at Rhys at this point ]
D'you want me to talk to you? I dunno, if I tried to kill you or whatever, that's a pretty good reason. I was only trying to be friendly, which, y'know, still hold that this- [ He motions to his nose ] -was probably a little much, but. I'll leave you alone if it's... weird. Too weird. It's already weird as a baseline, least from my point of view.
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[ It's of course what he focuses on here first out of everything, because though there's again far too much to process in what Rhys says so casually, so he immediately latches onto what catches his attention most. That statement pulls right at Jack's nearly limitless ambitions, and his eyes brighten in that way that shows he's really, truly thinking about what that means for him, but the difference here is that it's short-lived. ]
Ahhhh, no, no, that doesn't matter. Forget that part.
[ He waves a hand to dismiss it with a slightly twisted up expression. He shakes his head and reaches up automatically to pinch the bridge of his nose, but then flinches away when he touches it and it's tender, of course. He curses under his breath, but then returns to occupying himself with breakfast, because giving his hands something to do is almost helpful for this conversation. He can still think through all the information being presented here, since his mind is racing with just that one little implication, so all of them together is considerably more to process.
Such as what should have been his immediate thought, and he knows it should have been. But it wasn't. He doesn't want to think about what that might say about him, so he just ignores that troubling realization.
First, he thinks that if he tried to kill this guy, he must have had a reason. That certainly makes sense to him as things are now, because he's only killed in self-defense so far. Sure, he enjoyed that, but... It was still self-defense, and he couldn't trust Rhys to be telling him the whole story here. He had probably attacked first, because that certainly fit with that fiasco in the bathroom last night. That, and what Rhys says now doesn't match up. He'd been proud about bringing Helios into Pandora, so this is certainly a lie. At least partially. But Jack will play along to an extent, he figures. ]
So... If I tried to kill you, I guess that kind of explains why you've been an asshole. [ he's just sayin ] I'm... Sorry? I guess? Sounds pretty insincere, since I don't remember it. Haven't done it yet? God, y'know, this is like some shitty scifi BS and it makes it really stupid to talk about.
[ He does at least look at Rhys at this point ]
D'you want me to talk to you? I dunno, if I tried to kill you or whatever, that's a pretty good reason. I was only trying to be friendly, which, y'know, still hold that this- [ He motions to his nose ] -was probably a little much, but. I'll leave you alone if it's... weird. Too weird. It's already weird as a baseline, least from my point of view.