Hey man if you'd just suck it up and splice a medkit like everyone else
Jack nods and heads over to the closet, raiding it pretty thoroughly. Thoroughly and none too carefully. Might want to teach him some tidiness, Sinclair, because right now there are wrappers in the kitchen and beans in the bathroom and a closet full of disorganisation. Presently, Jack is covered in blanket and pillows like a kid with his ghost costume pulled up.
He doesn't speak while he's rummaging. That's because he's psyching himself up to something.
"...Mister Sinclair?" he says at last, as if asking permission to speak. I did warn you this question was coming, and thinking about the mind control has brought it back to the front of his mind.
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Jack nods and heads over to the closet, raiding it pretty thoroughly. Thoroughly and none too carefully. Might want to teach him some tidiness, Sinclair, because right now there are wrappers in the kitchen and beans in the bathroom and a closet full of disorganisation. Presently, Jack is covered in blanket and pillows like a kid with his ghost costume pulled up.
He doesn't speak while he's rummaging. That's because he's psyching himself up to something.
"...Mister Sinclair?" he says at last, as if asking permission to speak. I did warn you this question was coming, and thinking about the mind control has brought it back to the front of his mind.