( she's not ignoring it, jack, just delaying, not quite satisfied with your answer first. whether or not he wants to tell her everything he needs to give her something more. it's only his health she's concerned with )
[Jack simply folds his arms and waits expectantly, refusing to provide an answer. He knows that this is likely just going to get him in more trouble—they’re both stubborn—but this time he’s clearly refusing to budge. The disappointment on his face is fairly evident.]
( it's whispered though with an almost dangerous strength to it, a tone that jack would have rarely heard over his years. angela didn't get angry often -- frustrated certainly, mostly by him or bad patients (so him), but angry-- )
You don't get to refuse my questions. My report isn't going anywhere but this is your health. You died, Jack, and I'm more concerned about what effect that has had on you than how I felt about it.
( which is shitty, just in case he didn't get the message before )
I need you to stop pretending like you're not equipped for this.
[Every step of the way Angela has balked, and it's frustrating for Jack, who knows she's much stronger than this. He doesn't want to think about his resurrection any more than he has to.]
This was always a possibility. It was never a secret.
( though it would hurt to think that if she ever died he'd just be able to walk away unaffected from it.
she could now put on a practical head though. talk to him, assess him -- factual, if that was what it took )
Please, Jack. I need to know that you're mission fit.
( would cost have sent him back if he wasn't? unlikely but she didn't really know their technology. she wanted her own check, as brief as it likely would be. just enough to satisfy her )
[And it had taken weeks aboard BASE to ensure that fact, even if Jack might be doubting the procedure. Obviously, it was unlike anything he'd ever experienced. Combined with his natural distrust of most everything, he's less confident than he lets on.
But if he's good at anything, it's feigning reassurance.]
( angela sighs, moving to sit herself down. it wasn't as much as she would like from him but she knows better than to push too far with him
so she starts on her report, telling him what she knows about others that may have died in the arena, what she has done or heard since his and genji's deaths. it's perhaps less than he would like but that is because angela doesn't have as much -- she'd spent some time alone, or with a friend as she'd grieved at first before continuing her duties )
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( she's not ignoring it, jack, just delaying, not quite satisfied with your answer first. whether or not he wants to tell her everything he needs to give her something more. it's only his health she's concerned with )
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( it's whispered though with an almost dangerous strength to it, a tone that jack would have rarely heard over his years. angela didn't get angry often -- frustrated certainly, mostly by him or bad patients (so him), but angry-- )
You don't get to refuse my questions. My report isn't going anywhere but this is your health. You died, Jack, and I'm more concerned about what effect that has had on you than how I felt about it.
( which is shitty, just in case he didn't get the message before )
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[Every step of the way Angela has balked, and it's frustrating for Jack, who knows she's much stronger than this. He doesn't want to think about his resurrection any more than he has to.]
This was always a possibility. It was never a secret.
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( though it would hurt to think that if she ever died he'd just be able to walk away unaffected from it.
she could now put on a practical head though. talk to him, assess him -- factual, if that was what it took )
Please, Jack. I need to know that you're mission fit.
( would cost have sent him back if he wasn't? unlikely but she didn't really know their technology. she wanted her own check, as brief as it likely would be. just enough to satisfy her )
And then I'll give you my report.
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[And it had taken weeks aboard BASE to ensure that fact, even if Jack might be doubting the procedure. Obviously, it was unlike anything he'd ever experienced. Combined with his natural distrust of most everything, he's less confident than he lets on.
But if he's good at anything, it's feigning reassurance.]
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so she starts on her report, telling him what she knows about others that may have died in the arena, what she has done or heard since his and genji's deaths. it's perhaps less than he would like but that is because angela doesn't have as much -- she'd spent some time alone, or with a friend as she'd grieved at first before continuing her duties )