I know. Sometimes feels like we've been stuck with each other for a long time, but this is probably the only place we can take advantage and admit that.
I'm a mercenary. Retirement is supposed to be death, but I can't even get that right. You know I'm not a farmer, right? I can't be in charge of that.
[They'd talked about it, probably even joked about it, but he was a city slicker. Farming was something he could learn, but it wasn't something like how Jack could know it.]
I'll make sure it's a zinger. I put my foot down on flowers though.
[Call him mean things; he likes it better. Just like he enjoyed that warm smile.]
If you say so, boss. That mean I can hide in the kitchen all night?
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I'm a mercenary. Retirement is supposed to be death, but I can't even get that right. You know I'm not a farmer, right? I can't be in charge of that.
[They'd talked about it, probably even joked about it, but he was a city slicker. Farming was something he could learn, but it wasn't something like how Jack could know it.]
I'll make sure it's a zinger. I put my foot down on flowers though.
[Call him mean things; he likes it better. Just like he enjoyed that warm smile.]
If you say so, boss. That mean I can hide in the kitchen all night?