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no_restraints (no_restraints) wrote in the_dome,

"Did both of you miss the part where I'm not actually acting on it?" Jack asked. "I've been talking. Would I throw down? Yeah. I would. But I haven't yet. I haven't even made a slight move. I was making a point." He looked at Patrick. "If you want out, go for it. No one's holding your leash. Go do your own thing. Just don't expect anyone else to go to your aid if you need it later." he said, tone even. Because he wasn't going to try and keep Patrick there. If he wanted to go do the family thing, fine by him. In fact, anyone who wanted to fuck off and do their own thing was fine. Probably stupid, but fine. It wasn't his funeral.

Then he looked at Micah. "Doc, you might want to see to the fact that you don't fucking know everything. Don't call me reckless without the full story. Do I look like I'm limping around, hurt? No? Because I'm not. I'm fine. Which you probably should have noticed, if you're so invested in my case. Or are you just pissed I didn't actually need your help to get better?" He shook his head. "Either way, you're way off. You just assumed a shit ton about me that's pretty much all wrong. So, maybe you should back off before you get even further behind on current events."

Then he addressed the last part. "I say we need to be informed." he said. "If this is what we think it is, then I don't see it going away. So, yeah. We would need to be cautious in some ways, but I'm not about to completely hide with my tail between my legs either. I'm not sure I'm on board with starting out a new life willingly repressing shit. In my experience, you go repressing things too long, and it's worse when you crack."