Eliot's eyes shot to Jack's face at that question, and his frown deepened. "Ain't from your war, Jack," he said softly. "I'm on nobody's side right now but yours."
The kid's pulse ran in time with that ticking sound. Eliot moved to shift some of the torn shirt aside so he could get a better look at all that metal and leather.
Considering where the kid had landed -- and what day it was -- he probably shouldn't be quite so surprised to realize he was looking at a very rudimentary cyborg.
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Date: 2018-12-29 04:18 am (UTC)The kid's pulse ran in time with that ticking sound. Eliot moved to shift some of the torn shirt aside so he could get a better look at all that metal and leather.
Considering where the kid had landed -- and what day it was -- he probably shouldn't be quite so surprised to realize he was looking at a very rudimentary cyborg.