[ the smile that spreads across jaq's face right then is tired. not defeated, of course, but tired. his chest heaves, up and down-- labored, but the pain is ebbing away quickly. with each pulse of his heart, the ache seems to wick and wick and wick-- ] If you're going to kill me, do it now.
[ he means it, really. his grin might seem off, but it's there-- the honesty. but not because he craves death, no man does- but because if piter lets him go now, jaq will hunt him down. mercilessly, without pause and without fail.
it will consume him, haunt him. blue within blue eyes. glitbiter. piter ]