[Of course he wishes things were different--how else can he possibly feel? Jack falls silent, unable to even confirm that assertion, settling into the feeling of having her so close, resisting the urge to succumb to how tired he is. His breathing steadies and slows, until he's finally reached some semblance of calm.
This is still not what he wanted--not how he wanted this to go, but the feeling of having at least one of his people back is a little overwhelming. Some lost piece of him slots back in place, and he realizes just how much he missed this.
It's not long before he does feel himself drifting off, such a rarity for him that he can't dare to complain. Before he goes, however, he offers her one last thing.]
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This is still not what he wanted--not how he wanted this to go, but the feeling of having at least one of his people back is a little overwhelming. Some lost piece of him slots back in place, and he realizes just how much he missed this.
It's not long before he does feel himself drifting off, such a rarity for him that he can't dare to complain. Before he goes, however, he offers her one last thing.]
Thanks, Doc.