As Jack waited for Reinette, he was already preparing himself. It wasn't a conscious thing, but it was as though he knew she'd be back without having to prepare. And then? There she was, and he held his hand out towards here.
"Wouldn't want to forget that," he said, as if he were referring to the coat in her hands, but he wasn't looking at it as he spoke; he was looking at her.
His wrist strap was set then, ready to go back. Back to a little house, a long time from now. Somewhere safe and somewhere his.
With the flap open he gestured towards it. "Want to do the honours?" he asked and pointed towards one of the silver buttons. "That one there."
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"Wouldn't want to forget that," he said, as if he were referring to the coat in her hands, but he wasn't looking at it as he spoke; he was looking at her.
His wrist strap was set then, ready to go back. Back to a little house, a long time from now. Somewhere safe and somewhere his.
With the flap open he gestured towards it. "Want to do the honours?" he asked and pointed towards one of the silver buttons. "That one there."