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[under-repair.livejournal.com]

[Walking through park, hands in pockets.]

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[jackcaptainjack.livejournal.com]

Reid? [ he thinks.]

[under-repair.livejournal.com]

Mm? [Startles slightly, but recovers quickly enough to give a bright, genuine smile.] Oh, hey, Jack. How are you?

[jackcaptainjack.livejournal.com]

I'm... Not bad. You ok?

[under-repair.livejournal.com]

[Nods.] Yeah, yeah, I'm good. Just needed some fresh air. [Frowns slightly.] No offense? But you don't look not bad. [That doesn't sound right.] I mean, not that you look bad, per se, because you don't, I've never seen you look bad - although I've only seen you a couple of times, so that's hardly a representative sample on which to draw a conclusion of 'never', and - [Stops himself, giving Jack an apologetic look.] Um. Do you, um. Want to talk about it?

[jackcaptainjack.livejournal.com]

It being that I look not ok?

[under-repair.livejournal.com]

It being whatever it is that's making you look not okay. [He thinks.]

[jackcaptainjack.livejournal.com]

It's. A relationship thing, that shouldn't be one.

[under-repair.livejournal.com]

It shouldn't be a relationship? Or it shouldn't be a thing?

[jackcaptainjack.livejournal.com]

It shouldn't be a thing.

[under-repair.livejournal.com]

Come on. Sit. [Gently steers Jack towards a vacant patch of grass - it's a hot day, and the park's pretty full - sitting down and gesturing for Jack to join him.] Why shouldn't it be a thing?

[jackcaptainjack.livejournal.com]

[he sits slowly, moving his coat out of his way as he does.] impromptu therapy?

[under-repair.livejournal.com]

Consider it a freebie. [Quirks a faint, half-smile.] You don't have to talk to me if you don't want to. You just looked kind of like you wanted to, that's all.

[jackcaptainjack.livejournal.com]

I really am all right. Just not used to this particular set of issues. Monogamy's not my thing. Jealousy doesn't usually... Impact me.

[jackcaptainjack.livejournal.com]

Reid? [ he thinks.]

[under-repair.livejournal.com]

Mm? [Startles slightly, but recovers quickly enough to give a bright, genuine smile.] Oh, hey, Jack. How are you?

[jackcaptainjack.livejournal.com]

I'm... Not bad. You ok?

[under-repair.livejournal.com]

[Nods.] Yeah, yeah, I'm good. Just needed some fresh air. [Frowns slightly.] No offense? But you don't look not bad. [That doesn't sound right.] I mean, not that you look bad, per se, because you don't, I've never seen you look bad - although I've only seen you a couple of times, so that's hardly a representative sample on which to draw a conclusion of 'never', and - [Stops himself, giving Jack an apologetic look.] Um. Do you, um. Want to talk about it?

[jackcaptainjack.livejournal.com]

It being that I look not ok?

[under-repair.livejournal.com]

It being whatever it is that's making you look not okay. [He thinks.]

[jackcaptainjack.livejournal.com]

It's. A relationship thing, that shouldn't be one.

[under-repair.livejournal.com]

It shouldn't be a relationship? Or it shouldn't be a thing?

[jackcaptainjack.livejournal.com]

It shouldn't be a thing.

[under-repair.livejournal.com]

Come on. Sit. [Gently steers Jack towards a vacant patch of grass - it's a hot day, and the park's pretty full - sitting down and gesturing for Jack to join him.] Why shouldn't it be a thing?

[jackcaptainjack.livejournal.com]

[he sits slowly, moving his coat out of his way as he does.] impromptu therapy?

[under-repair.livejournal.com]

Consider it a freebie. [Quirks a faint, half-smile.] You don't have to talk to me if you don't want to. You just looked kind of like you wanted to, that's all.