Timothy really wishes he could argue that point, but he can't. Because, fuck, it's true. It's bullshit, but it's true. Hearing Jack actually say it makes it so much worse, though.]
Y-Yeah... I know.
Trust me, I know.
[He really wishes he could forget about that. Hell, he almost did during the festival. So this must be his reality check. Wonderful.]
Right, yeah, of... course, sir. That's fine...
[It's not even a little fine.
But not like admitting that is gonna do him any good. He really, really doesn't want a pissed off Jack holding his face. So just... go with it.]
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Timothy really wishes he could argue that point, but he can't. Because, fuck, it's true. It's bullshit, but it's true. Hearing Jack actually say it makes it so much worse, though.]
Y-Yeah... I know.
Trust me, I know.
[He really wishes he could forget about that. Hell, he almost did during the festival. So this must be his reality check. Wonderful.]
Right, yeah, of... course, sir. That's fine...
[It's not even a little fine.
But not like admitting that is gonna do him any good. He really, really doesn't want a pissed off Jack holding his face. So just... go with it.]