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Jack Oat (masterofnone) wrote in lost_world,

"Shut up." Jack grabbed another towel and pressed it to the cut after cleaning off the knife. "Nothing. No reaction."

She sounded a little surprised and a little disappointed. Using one hand to hold the towel to the cut, she loosened and removed the holly with her free hand. This wasn't at all what she expected. There should have been something. Anything.

"Well, as far as all this goes, you're not a demon, shifter, werewolf, or all round oogie boogie." Note, she didn't say she agreed with it. "You ever feel a connection to an animal?" Sure, she was reaching a little, but it was one possibility, wasn't it?

"Felt like if you were still long enough you could share its mind?" It would explain the familiarity with the area and the lack of reaction. It was also jumping to a possibly ridiculous conclusion. Without asking she turned to sit on his lap as she kept pressure on the cut. She'd have to bandage it, but for now, she felt like being close to him as they talked. He hadn't attacked her, not yet.