{o} This Too Will Pass

it's not your fault that you're always wrong

"Mm, they did." Jack slings the bag over his shoulder, levelling a gaze at Nate and looking him up and down as if wondering what he thinks the rest of Torchline sees when he comes ambling along. As for the cave? Jack doesn't mention it, though he knows very well that there's more to the Ascended's story - more and more, the more Nate thinks about it.

Hissing in a slow breath through his teeth, Jack seems to be thinking hard on something before he steps forward again. "Yeah," he says. "As it so happens, I know exactly how it feels. Time was in Haulani that the whole town figured I was off my fuckin' rocker. And it was a fuckin' nightmare. Still couldn't act however I wanted though, because that shit sticks."

Jack kicks at the sand suddenly, hating that he's about to do something that he doesn't want to but knowing very well that the time has come. Sunjata knows, and with his fucking wife standing here on the beach, there's no point hiding it from Nate.

"Listen - all bullshit aside, there ain't love lost between the two of us. But I work for your ball an' chain. So we'd better make somethin' better of this, don't you reckon?"