It took quite some time to get ready. To get changed. Time that Jack didn't really measure. A shower a little too hot and a little too long. Time standing in front of a mirror, gazing for more time than required.

Measure by measure, bit by bit until he could get there.

Get there and then be, over an hour later, heading down the stairs, dressed. Dressed as Jack. Grey trousers, deep blue shirt and light grey braces over his shoulders. He had a jacket too. A jacket, but not his coat. Something light, a khaki colour.

He brought himself around, standing again in a doorway. He cleared his throat.

"Will I do?"

And while the words had a passive air. He meant them.