Jack let out a quiet breath of a laugh. He glanced his eyes down a moment and looked again back up at him.
It was always what he wanted, he thought, and it was ridiculous to think he ever wouldn't. To think he'd ever want anything else. He'd spent the last 50 years trying to match up to the Doctor, but here, finally, he had him. How could he not? Even if it was this and nothing else.
But, despite what he wanted, the question sharply highlighted something, and Jack let out a long sigh before replying verbally.
"Shouldn't I be asking you that?" he said, almost sadly. "You're drunk," he pointed out. "If you were sober, you wouldn't be here doing this."
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Date: 2010-05-29 07:43 pm (UTC)It was always what he wanted, he thought, and it was ridiculous to think he ever wouldn't. To think he'd ever want anything else. He'd spent the last 50 years trying to match up to the Doctor, but here, finally, he had him. How could he not? Even if it was this and nothing else.
But, despite what he wanted, the question sharply highlighted something, and Jack let out a long sigh before replying verbally.
"Shouldn't I be asking you that?" he said, almost sadly. "You're drunk," he pointed out. "If you were sober, you wouldn't be here doing this."