Sinclair takes a good fifteen minute soak before the water starts getting too cold to be comfortable. He gets out, dries off, dresses again. Clean clothes feel amazing and his leg wound is healing nicely. A bath was just what he needed and his mood is pretty greatly improved.
"Hey, kid," he calls out when he steps back into the living room. "If you wanted to..."
Uh. Hello?
"Kid?"
...Alrighty then. Apparently Sinclair's advice didn't stick. That might have been his own fault, dismissing Jack so quickly when he wanted to just take that bath. It might have paid to just listen to him.
But going out to look for him isn't even an option, that would probably be the most dangerous thing he could do right now. Wandering aimlessly is basically asking to be killed.
Man, he didn't even leave a note this time. But he'll be fine, and he'll come back. It's just a matter of what he does while he's away. That could...mess a couple things up. That's 100% what the gnawing concern in the pit of Sinclair's stomach is about, of course it's nothing else.
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"Hey, kid," he calls out when he steps back into the living room. "If you wanted to..."
Uh. Hello?
"Kid?"
...Alrighty then. Apparently Sinclair's advice didn't stick. That might have been his own fault, dismissing Jack so quickly when he wanted to just take that bath. It might have paid to just listen to him.
But going out to look for him isn't even an option, that would probably be the most dangerous thing he could do right now. Wandering aimlessly is basically asking to be killed.
Man, he didn't even leave a note this time. But he'll be fine, and he'll come back. It's just a matter of what he does while he's away. That could...mess a couple things up. That's 100% what the gnawing concern in the pit of Sinclair's stomach is about, of course it's nothing else.