[He waits patiently for her to find the right concoction to put in his IV bag, then doesn't flinch as she inserts the needle. Jack can't do much besides exhibit his exhaustion in everything from his posture to his expression, adjusting as she needs him to until he's lying down on the exam table again. She's quick to join him this time, now that all the cleanup is done, and Jack shifts his arm slightly to accommodate her.
In another lifetime, he would have found this incredibly unprofessional, doing his best to keep the chain of command intact and not giving anyone any additional reasons to question Overwatch. Now, however, they're different people in different circumstances, and he can allow it. Maybe he needs it more than he thought he did.
She says something about getting old and he wonders again whether or not SEP grads were meant to last this long. There weren't any before him, and there weren't any after him, so getting old means an entirely different thing for him, an experiment. There's no precedent for the kind of enhanced human that he is, and it's a morbid thought to voice, injured as he is, but that's what comes to mind. So much has changed, for both of them, and no amount of laying here on this exam table with her is going to let him pretend. Listing out all his former agents and where they were left in the wake of Overwatch's fall reminds him of that.]
It wouldn't have changed anything. Their minds were made up before the hearings started.
[But he knows they were all trying desperately, even in the face of such futility. A testament to how much Overwatch meant to all of them.]
I know that you tried. I'm sorry that I...didn't.
[Because he abandoned them. There's no getting around that.]
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In another lifetime, he would have found this incredibly unprofessional, doing his best to keep the chain of command intact and not giving anyone any additional reasons to question Overwatch. Now, however, they're different people in different circumstances, and he can allow it. Maybe he needs it more than he thought he did.
She says something about getting old and he wonders again whether or not SEP grads were meant to last this long. There weren't any before him, and there weren't any after him, so getting old means an entirely different thing for him, an experiment. There's no precedent for the kind of enhanced human that he is, and it's a morbid thought to voice, injured as he is, but that's what comes to mind. So much has changed, for both of them, and no amount of laying here on this exam table with her is going to let him pretend. Listing out all his former agents and where they were left in the wake of Overwatch's fall reminds him of that.]
It wouldn't have changed anything. Their minds were made up before the hearings started.
[But he knows they were all trying desperately, even in the face of such futility. A testament to how much Overwatch meant to all of them.]
I know that you tried. I'm sorry that I...didn't.
[Because he abandoned them. There's no getting around that.]