[IC -- bedninja :D]

[precedent_hero]

[there is a bed. It is not Jack's bed, but it is just as familiar in many ways. He as a she is crawling into it and pressing herself close against the back of the other occupant, hiding her face against the blond hair]

Comments

[oztensibly]

[.... uhm]

J--Jack?

[precedent_hero]

[there is a slight nod]

[oztensibly]

Ah.... are you all right?

[precedent_hero]

[wraps her arms around his waist and is quiet for a long moment before answering quietly]

Did you know that Elliot thinks he wrote the song from our pocket watch?

[oztensibly]

... I knew.

[precedent_hero]

[tightens her grip]

I didn't.

[oztensibly]

[puts his hands over hers]

Did it bring back sad memories?

[precedent_hero]

It was brought on by an unnatural sadness, and served only to make it much worse and more real than anything I had ever expected to face in this place.

[oztensibly]

... Sorry.

[precedent_hero]

It's much easier to run away when all I have to do is return control to you.

[oztensibly]

That's not... I want to do it. I want to help you.

[precedent_hero]

[shifts closer, letting tears slip down her cheeks]

I'm not a hero. Nothing I did was brave or strong.

[oztensibly]

[quietly]

You are my hero. Doesn't that count?

[precedent_hero]

[gives a short bitter laugh and hugs him tightly]

Only... only from you then.

[oztensibly]

Only me.

[precedent_hero]

[nods slightly]