[ The cloak is shed from his shoulders as he reaches up to take the bottle of water. While he can't feel the coolness against his prosthetic hand, he holds the bottle up against his cheek and lets out a long sigh of relief.
He cracks the top off and takes a long swig of water, then lowers the bottle and wipes his mouth. It's certainly a salve.
At the question, he slowly tilts his head up, shaking his head slowly in some sort of disappointment that Jack would even ask that question. ]
You realize that for quite some time it was my job to not be seen, don't you?
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He cracks the top off and takes a long swig of water, then lowers the bottle and wipes his mouth. It's certainly a salve.
At the question, he slowly tilts his head up, shaking his head slowly in some sort of disappointment that Jack would even ask that question. ]
You realize that for quite some time it was my job to not be seen, don't you?