[Jack gives D.B. a few more fond pats before straightening up and looking down the lane. He wound a grey and black twist of his hair around one finger. Fare well old friend.]
If you trust her, so do I!
[Edgar flutters up to Jack's shoulder and gives Other Jack a squint before distracting herself with her own preening.]
no subject
If you trust her, so do I!
[Edgar flutters up to Jack's shoulder and gives Other Jack a squint before distracting herself with her own preening.]
Shall we?