As much as the smile tugged at the corners of his lips he wasn't sure if getting alcohol involved was a wise way to start the evening, and the fact that Adam seemed to think it was set off a small alarm in Jack's mind. He was approaching it wrong, coming at him as if he was interrogating him, despite his effort to make it seem out of concern he knew what he was asking of him, and it was something that so far they hadn't even wanted from each other.
Before this moment they were a commonality, a bond of two that knew how it was to look back at their past and see nothing that they could still hold onto for their own except memories. They had no motives, no truths to be sought out or lies to unearth... just each other to realize how simple life could be to share with someone else.
Now it had changed, and the shift in it all was as stark as the room was stilled by silence. Even now Jack stood as if he was looking at Owen, or anyone else that had betrayed him... and Jack wasn't comforted by the thought at all. Withdrawing his hands from his pockets he moved closer to Adam, knowing it was even more of a gesture to move closer, and even more of a temptation to remove that space between them.
His hand rested upon Adam's for a moment trying to meet his eyes with a sincerity, to ensure him that they'd be okay despite not even knowing what was to come of it all. Everything changes... his own words echoing back against him now, because everything was changing, and he had no guide to it at the moment. Time would catch up with itself eventually... repair the damage that had been put forth... but now in this room, with this man... there was nothing to fix him except time.
Time was all they had.
"Having a right to answers, and being ready to give them are two different things, and if you think that drinking is going to ease them from you? I'd rather not hear them." Swallowing his own curiosity for a moment he let his fingers curve into Adam's palm, trying to comfort him, "I do want to know though, I want the truth and I'm willing to listen."
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Date: 2007-12-07 05:52 am (UTC)Before this moment they were a commonality, a bond of two that knew how it was to look back at their past and see nothing that they could still hold onto for their own except memories. They had no motives, no truths to be sought out or lies to unearth... just each other to realize how simple life could be to share with someone else.
Now it had changed, and the shift in it all was as stark as the room was stilled by silence. Even now Jack stood as if he was looking at Owen, or anyone else that had betrayed him... and Jack wasn't comforted by the thought at all. Withdrawing his hands from his pockets he moved closer to Adam, knowing it was even more of a gesture to move closer, and even more of a temptation to remove that space between them.
His hand rested upon Adam's for a moment trying to meet his eyes with a sincerity, to ensure him that they'd be okay despite not even knowing what was to come of it all. Everything changes... his own words echoing back against him now, because everything was changing, and he had no guide to it at the moment. Time would catch up with itself eventually... repair the damage that had been put forth... but now in this room, with this man... there was nothing to fix him except time.
Time was all they had.
"Having a right to answers, and being ready to give them are two different things, and if you think that drinking is going to ease them from you? I'd rather not hear them." Swallowing his own curiosity for a moment he let his fingers curve into Adam's palm, trying to comfort him, "I do want to know though, I want the truth and I'm willing to listen."