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well you did just start but
better start watching em
you might even haveta start watching them bangso it aint a hive sexy orgy? thank god
that sounds like itd be awk[Jack is in the other room, but he makes his way to the kitchen, allowing Fareeha to let herself in. He's had some time to prepare since receiving her text, and there's hot water on the stove for tea (because this is, predictably, a tea household). When she enters, he's sliding a mug across the table to her, an invitation to sit.]
Make yourself comfortable.
Is ... my mother here?
[Just so she knows what to expect.]
[She pulls in a breath and lets it out slowly, looking down at her tea and relaxing slightly. They'd be able to focus on just them, then. She looks back up at him.]
So, you got my letter.
[She wasn't sure where to start exactly; she'd asked him a question and he hadn't wanted to answer in hypotheticals. How did he want to answer?]
[He raises his eyebrows a little--of course, she's just trying to get the conversation rolling, but she wouldn't be here if he hadn't texted her the alert that he'd received her letter. Jack's shoulders slump a little, like he already knows she isn't going to enjoy what he has to say.]
But I'm not sure I have an answer you'll like. [Or an answer at all. What matters, however, is that there seems to be a fundamental misunderstanding at play. None of this was ever about Fareeha, specifically, not the way she seems to be taking it.] This was never a conspiracy against you, Fareeha.
i deff dont know a lot about em and we might get alien bees here
also i wanted to make sure youre alivelivin and being alive aint the same thing dudewell
itd be a shame if jordie couldnt come get his visor backNo, I know ... [There is a difference between knowing and understanding, though, and as much as she can tell herself she knows he didn't mean any personal offense, she still feels she had a lot to lose in this situation and no control over it.]
[She's quiet, she wants to choose her words carefully, to answer intelligently and not emotionally because that won't solve things ... but the longer she hangs on to silence, the more her thoughts get in the way; those creeping feelings of failure, of never being able to measure up. He didn't tell her because he didn't trust her and he didn't trust her because she was never able to prove herself to him. Right or wrong, her worth is still tied up in what he - in what all her heroes - think of her, and in this moment she feels it's nothing much.]
In our last mission together, Khalil told me my team is my family, and that it's something my mother knew. I was able to get that with Helix. I wished i could get that with my mother here, but I never will; there will never be room for me between the two of you.
There are other decisions you made here I don't agree with, but as for my mother, I guess ... I was jealous, and I shouldn't have taken that out on you.
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