Jack shifts his hand so that he can thread their fingers together, squeezing Poison's hand.
"I think it was starting to happen with Bex?" he says, quietly, feels odd and guilty the moment that he's said it. "But, yeah. This feels..."
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Date: 2016-05-21 02:28 pm (UTC)Jack shifts his hand so that he can thread their fingers together, squeezing Poison's hand.
"I think it was starting to happen with Bex?" he says, quietly, feels odd and guilty the moment that he's said it. "But, yeah. This feels..."