[As soon as that fist hits the door frame, any sort of tact that Jack was attempting to have is lost. He doesn't lash out, but his voice becomes a snarl, hackles raising.
He manages to hold himself back.]
God damn it, Reinhardt, this isn't about you.
[It's bigger than him--bigger than all of them, and it's not about who needs to be looked after. Jack supposes he could push more, but it's clear he's either not getting his point across or Reinhardt just doesn't want to understand. It hurts, but it's probably no less than he deserves. After a moment of looking like he might physically retaliate in response, Jack backs off, readying himself to leave. There won't be any breakthroughs today.]
Ana and I have the first plot in Region 2. Come by whenever you're ready.
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He manages to hold himself back.]
God damn it, Reinhardt, this isn't about you.
[It's bigger than him--bigger than all of them, and it's not about who needs to be looked after. Jack supposes he could push more, but it's clear he's either not getting his point across or Reinhardt just doesn't want to understand. It hurts, but it's probably no less than he deserves. After a moment of looking like he might physically retaliate in response, Jack backs off, readying himself to leave. There won't be any breakthroughs today.]
Ana and I have the first plot in Region 2. Come by whenever you're ready.