Uh-huh. [Jack adopts an annoyingly dismissive air, though it won't last. His true nature, irritable and impatient, is so clearly already brimming under the surface, even as he gestures impassively at the man below with the silver glint of a revolver.]
Y'could answer my question first, and then I'll think about letting you be on your way.
[Suspicious as he is, Jack's mind is already whirring. Trying to weigh his choices dependent upon what the other's reply is.]
As far as I reckon, you got the look of someone who has trouble right behind you. Unless you're going to tell me I'm just biased.
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Y'could answer my question first, and then I'll think about letting you be on your way.
[Suspicious as he is, Jack's mind is already whirring. Trying to weigh his choices dependent upon what the other's reply is.]
As far as I reckon, you got the look of someone who has trouble right behind you. Unless you're going to tell me I'm just biased.