@ElderGod-Icefire
He thought for a moment. "It depends, really. They like to wait, but if I'm really, really screwing everything up, then they'll send a team back to deal with me." he replied.
He thought for a moment. "It depends, really. They like to wait, but if I'm really, really screwing everything up, then they'll send a team back to deal with me." he replied.
“That makes sense,” Lincoln tilted his head one way, and then the other. “I can’t believe technology can do so much in the future and I can’t even figure out how to design my own working gear.”
He smiled a little bit, and shrugged. "Yeah, I mean…I'm sure you will get the hang of it eventually." He replied slowly, shooting another smile.
“I hope so. It is the reason I’m taking college classes, so I better get the hang of it eventually.” Lincoln felt his gut twinge at Jack’s smile, and he couldn’t help a sappy smile in return.
Jack laughed a little bit, and nodded. "Alright." he replied, smiling over at Lincoln.
“It might just be the alcohol,” Lincoln began, still swaying to the beat of the music, “But I’m getting a bit tired already. I hate to cut the evening short, but I might have to get home soon.”
Jack nodded a little bit. "Oh. Alright. That's fine." He replied with a faint smile, swaying with Lincoln. "I understand, don't worry."
Reluctantly, Lincoln pulled away from Jack and started towards their table again. His step was a little uneven, already slightly affected by the alcohol. At least he wasn’t entirely intoxicated. “My cat, Blackwell, will be wanting something to eat.”
Jack followed him. "Ah, that's true. I'd forgotten about him." he replied, running his hands through his hair and letting out a faint, quiet breath.
“Are you…” he trailed off for a moment, trying to find the right way to phrase his sentence, “…staying with me again? Tonight? I-I know we weren’t able to get Tip fixed today, but if you don’t want to, if you want to find an inn, or something…” Between his sudden nervousness and the alcohol, talking was hard.
Jack blinked at him for a moment, processing. "I…if you're alright with me staying?" he asked, raising his eyebrows at him and chewing on his lower lip for a moment. "Because I, uhm…don't really have anywhere else to go."
“Oh, I uh, yeah, of course!” Lincoln replied, rather eagerly. He couldn’t imagine a world where he wouldn’t be alright Jack staying another night. “It’s a long walk, I think. Should we get another carriage?”
Jack smiled. "Oh. Only if you can afford it. I can help pay but I don't…have a lot, I wasn't supposed to stay this long, and…" He shook his head helplessly.
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