[A quiet Handsome Jack is not necessarily a good Handsome Jack, as they're going to find out shortly. Until then, though…!
He pauses mid-stride when she slows, and blinks when her fingers brush the skin of his arm. He blinks again when she hurries ahead, and follows her progression with his gaze. It feels so good, so right, to see her like this, walking under her own power, reveling in the freedom and the fresh air with joyful eyes and giddy laughter.]
Mng...No one to fight here, anyway. Monster battles are just child's play.
[Which is definitely a turn around from his initial impression of this weird world's even weirder custom. How can it be anything else, though, when no one ever dies, wounds are easily healed, and even children - literal children - participate?]
And the past is past.
[He agrees wholeheartedly there. As the days between their past on Pandora and their "now" here grow more numerous, the sharp teeth of his memories dull. The only part of his old life he regards with any regret is the people who were a part of it - the other Vault Hunters, and Lillith's group of resistance fighters. He misses them all fiercely.
He watches her for a moment more before twitching back into motion, his movements as graceless as always as he strides to catch up. He's smiling under his mask, though she can't see it. Maybe she can hear it in his voice.]
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He pauses mid-stride when she slows, and blinks when her fingers brush the skin of his arm. He blinks again when she hurries ahead, and follows her progression with his gaze. It feels so good, so right, to see her like this, walking under her own power, reveling in the freedom and the fresh air with joyful eyes and giddy laughter.]
Mng...No one to fight here, anyway. Monster battles are just child's play.
[Which is definitely a turn around from his initial impression of this weird world's even weirder custom. How can it be anything else, though, when no one ever dies, wounds are easily healed, and even children - literal children - participate?]
And the past is past.
[He agrees wholeheartedly there. As the days between their past on Pandora and their "now" here grow more numerous, the sharp teeth of his memories dull. The only part of his old life he regards with any regret is the people who were a part of it - the other Vault Hunters, and Lillith's group of resistance fighters. He misses them all fiercely.
He watches her for a moment more before twitching back into motion, his movements as graceless as always as he strides to catch up. He's smiling under his mask, though she can't see it. Maybe she can hear it in his voice.]
Now is better!