#thread willoughby & jack

[lostcndfound]

@codenamepinetree

"You're not alone this time. And I know that promises are best left for when you can be certain about it otherwise, it's just leaving room for disappointment. But as someone who had nothing to offer but his word, I swear...no matter what I have to do...it'll go as you want this time."

"Yeah..." He answered slowly. Uncertainty ticked through every movement, rolling up then shaking loose his sleeves as he paced a small circle back and forth. "Last time I tried this, they shot at me. I suppose it can't get worse." Not that he wanted to find out.

"I don't. I don't understand humans like this. Little old ladies and odd men who wear sweater vests, the type who show up at antiques fairs, those I can understand. This... less so." Fences, movers, dealers, whatever the nomenclature was, it was a whole different world. A completely different language, etiquette and behavior.