[jack curses his inability to hide. did oswald use owl on him? maybe he should have crawled to a tree and stayed up there; there he can think of nothing and talk to no-one and maybe gain some semblance of peace.
he doesn't turn to oswald, opting to stare at the wall instead. the ground is cold; he can feel blood trickle down his collarbone.]
Your other servant is back. [and lost to him. not for long, though, jack is not fond of losing pets.]
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he doesn't turn to oswald, opting to stare at the wall instead. the ground is cold; he can feel blood trickle down his collarbone.]
Your other servant is back. [and lost to him. not for long, though, jack is not fond of losing pets.]