[ though jax isn't kidding himself. it was never quiet aboard this ship. he's sure there was something happening, and he's sure that whatever he dreamed, it was--
well, it was something. it felt like something. he slings his arm around anderson's shoulder, moving slow, giving her time to shrug him off. ]
You okay?
[ he's side-stepping her question, because he doesn't know the answer, and he doesn't want to lie. it's bad form, but it's the best he can do. ]
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[ though jax isn't kidding himself. it was never quiet aboard this ship. he's sure there was something happening, and he's sure that whatever he dreamed, it was--
well, it was something. it felt like something. he slings his arm around anderson's shoulder, moving slow, giving her time to shrug him off. ]
You okay?
[ he's side-stepping her question, because he doesn't know the answer, and he doesn't want to lie. it's bad form, but it's the best he can do. ]