Jack's smirk had become a firm feature of his face. His eyebrow was still raised as if held by a magnetic force.
"Well I'm sure I've got no idea," he said with all innocence. "But you're a clever woman, I'm sure you'll think of something."
There was perhaps a degree less forwardness than he'd usually have. No leaning forward and shifting his piece on the chessboard they played on. No dramatic move to check mate, simply a shift of a pawn. But it was something, and almost? Almost like he was asking her for help. Under those layers of laughter and smirks. Asking her for help. Helping him be him.
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Date: 2010-03-30 04:57 am (UTC)"Well I'm sure I've got no idea," he said with all innocence. "But you're a clever woman, I'm sure you'll think of something."
There was perhaps a degree less forwardness than he'd usually have. No leaning forward and shifting his piece on the chessboard they played on. No dramatic move to check mate, simply a shift of a pawn. But it was something, and almost? Almost like he was asking her for help. Under those layers of laughter and smirks. Asking her for help. Helping him be him.