Re: Disembarking: Jack/Heath
Jack didn't bother with anything but the sketchiest of impressions of the kid. Because frozen to the marrow, parked on the far side of an experience with Repose's wildest imaginings, no one was going to show up particularly well. "As a kid you don't get swept up in it," Jack said, through sheer observation and enough of this to know the underaged didn't pitch up at events. "Only the adults. Where are you from, then?"
But right-o, efficiencies in outcomes and all that. "That way," Jack pointed, with a stretch of arm that was more comfortable for the lack of fussily small movements. "I think. That's the way he - I - oh, fuck it, he came down."