Jack glanced at Eliot askance. "That makes absolutely no sense." Although the food would be much appreciated. Dinner had been a day and a world ago. "Will there be someone there who can help me get home?"
He braced himself, swearing that he was not going to yell when they re-attached things. Not. Going. To. Nope.
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Date: 2018-12-29 10:21 pm (UTC)He braced himself, swearing that he was not going to yell when they re-attached things. Not. Going. To. Nope.