[Real... real compliment?? Jacob gets that stupid grin he always has, full of pride at the praise. It was't much, but it was more than what he got from his sister. Or Henry. Or... well, he didn't want to think of anyone else.]
You said that like I didn't send them to see God. [They're all dead, Ned. Jacob slowed as they reached the attic, ducking at the low ceiling. There was a messy bed up here for one, and enough bottles for several. Clearly, he's slept here.] It's... right about... here.
[He didn't use eagle vision to find it, shut up. He runs his hand along the wood until it hits metal, throwing it open to reveal the dimming London sky. They haven't missed it, but only barely.] After you.
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You said that like I didn't send them to see God. [They're all dead, Ned. Jacob slowed as they reached the attic, ducking at the low ceiling. There was a messy bed up here for one, and enough bottles for several. Clearly, he's slept here.] It's... right about... here.
[He didn't use eagle vision to find it, shut up. He runs his hand along the wood until it hits metal, throwing it open to reveal the dimming London sky. They haven't missed it, but only barely.] After you.