Sinclair shakes his head, unable to help the frown that passes across his face. He forces a smile into his voice, though, as he answers.
"You've got my word."
But Tenenbaum is expecting a little girl to crawl through her vent, how long before she gives up waiting? Sinclair's not sure he'll even get to find out, chances are she's going to assume the deal is off and he'll never hear from her again. And if that happens, it's probably in everyone's best interest for him not to pursue her.
It occurs to him to be upset with Jack, there was a lot depending on his choices, but from what Sinclair's learned, having a choice period is pretty new to Jack. And honestly the drive to be angry or frustrated just isn't there. The overriding emotion here is, well. He supposes the best word for it empathy. Not quite as sorry as pity, somehow it grips his insides a little tighter than any sense of pity has ever managed to do. He feels like there's more he needs to talk about with Jack, but that's probably not the best idea. Not right now anyway. Probably not for another twenty years or so.
Right now he just needs Jack to come back to the flat so he can be sent straight to the doctor. Deal or not, Tenenbaum showed an adament interest in checking up on Jack's health. And although Jack may not be the best go-between in these circumstances, that's at least one last lifeline he has to her. Maybe it's not the end of the world, let's not jump to conclusions. Right? Right. Come on, chin up. We can work around this. It'll be fine. It has to be fine so it will be. That's the only way these things ever work out.
"Just get on back here, we've got a few things to take care of."
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"You've got my word."
But Tenenbaum is expecting a little girl to crawl through her vent, how long before she gives up waiting? Sinclair's not sure he'll even get to find out, chances are she's going to assume the deal is off and he'll never hear from her again. And if that happens, it's probably in everyone's best interest for him not to pursue her.
It occurs to him to be upset with Jack, there was a lot depending on his choices, but from what Sinclair's learned, having a choice period is pretty new to Jack. And honestly the drive to be angry or frustrated just isn't there. The overriding emotion here is, well. He supposes the best word for it empathy. Not quite as sorry as pity, somehow it grips his insides a little tighter than any sense of pity has ever managed to do. He feels like there's more he needs to talk about with Jack, but that's probably not the best idea. Not right now anyway. Probably not for another twenty years or so.
Right now he just needs Jack to come back to the flat so he can be sent straight to the doctor. Deal or not, Tenenbaum showed an adament interest in checking up on Jack's health. And although Jack may not be the best go-between in these circumstances, that's at least one last lifeline he has to her. Maybe it's not the end of the world, let's not jump to conclusions. Right? Right. Come on, chin up. We can work around this. It'll be fine. It has to be fine so it will be. That's the only way these things ever work out.
"Just get on back here, we've got a few things to take care of."