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Well, that sounded smoother in my head... Damn it.

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[secondhandsome]

[Tim doesn't mind being a sounding board one bit. The less attention paid to him, the better. Not that he's enjoying having to listen to what Jack's got to say, far from it. But he's clearly not expecting a lot in return here.

Good thing, too, 'cause all he wants to do is defend Angel. Doesn't matter that he's only had a single conversation with her, because it's ridiculously obvious who's in the right here.

Well. Obvious to anyone but Jack.]

Whoa, uh... seriously, she did that? Why? I mean, she must've had... some kind of reason, right?

[Asking simple questions seems like the best option to just keep the conversation going, but... well, he is kind of curious about all this, honestly.]

[thedifferencebetween]

[Jack shakes his head.]

I dunno. A rebellious phase, temporary insanity, trying to get my attention...I dunno. I was pretty busy with this other Vault, it was a big whole thing. And those bastards were dogging me. I mean they...they wouldn't leave me alone. I put bounties out on every one of'em but the only assholes who took'em up were idiot bandits that just got slaughtered.

[Useless bandits. Why did anyone want to stop him from wiping them out?]

But, uh, yeah. Angel let'em in. Actually had'em kill one of my other body doubles to do it, you're one lucky bastard. And you know what they did? In return?

They killed her, Two. While I begged'em not to.

[secondhandsome]

They...

[He goes quiet at that. And not just the type of uncomfortable kinda quiet he's been stuck in for most of the conversation here. Hearing more about how Angel died is... heavy. Even just this little extra context, even filtered through Jack's recollection of it, it's...

He doesn't know what went down. But he does know all of this is extremely messed up.]

Shit. I'm-- I'm sorry. [Really, what the hell else can he say to that?] That's... beyond fucked up.

[It helps that Angel is here and alive, because oh boy, Tim does not know how he'd deal with this conversation if she wasn't.]

[thedifferencebetween]

Yeah. Those bastards just... and they say they're the good guys. Look, I know I coulda made some better choices a coupla times. Who the hell couldn't? But they...and it's not like it was...it wasn't uh.....it wasn't quick. It...it was a process.

[Jack scrubs a hand over his face, shaking slightly. He's relived that day again and again, awake and asleep,and it never gets any easier. Even now, knowing Angel's just a handful of towns away...]

Thanks. It...ah, I haven't been the same since. And there's that stupid little part of me that kept hoping, you know? Here, I mean. That maybe...just maybe... we'd get another chance.

But she'd rather be with complete strangers than me. I know I let her down, but...christ. I just want to...to hold my little girl again. Last time...well. You know.

[He'd held her dead body.]