That is severely disconcerting, even from someone that he would (and now does) trust with his life. Jackson follows him to the bedroom, needing to change and locate his boots. "I guess I can play it by ear, too," he agrees, though he really is just a dumb grunt. Without direct orders, it's ... kind of hard, actually.
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Date: 2010-01-31 01:01 am (UTC)