[Despite himself, despite his earlier terror and poor mood, Jack finds himself grinning at the story's conclusion. He sips at his whiskey, relishing the stinging taste.]
Poor bastard. Though, uh, I dunno if it were the robes so much his mind-- I mean, no offense to him, but you ain't exactly girly.
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Poor bastard. Though, uh, I dunno if it were the robes so much his mind-- I mean, no offense to him, but you ain't exactly girly.