Oh, wow, the whole story then. Tall order, good thing Jack is genetically engineered to b-- I mean, naturally quite compliant.
He swallows and then explains, in his slow voice.
"I'm not from here. I don't want to be here. I was on a plane and it crashed." The state of his clothes -- drenched, more than just dripped on -- supports his story. The actual event is fuzzy, but that's probably normal with trauma and stuff. "I'm Jack. Jack Wynand."
He wants to be glad that he's found another non-splicer. But... well, that Andrew Ryan man's not a splicer either, he thinks, and that guy's not exactly happy to see him. This man may not be raving, but Jack feels like he should stay wary all the same.
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He swallows and then explains, in his slow voice.
"I'm not from here. I don't want to be here. I was on a plane and it crashed." The state of his clothes -- drenched, more than just dripped on -- supports his story. The actual event is fuzzy, but that's probably normal with trauma and stuff. "I'm Jack. Jack Wynand."
He wants to be glad that he's found another non-splicer. But... well, that Andrew Ryan man's not a splicer either, he thinks, and that guy's not exactly happy to see him. This man may not be raving, but Jack feels like he should stay wary all the same.