[It's not really working, this whole block with his body thing, but Jack appreciates the moment for a hot second. Then Atlas had to ask that last question, and his stomach turned over. Of course, he must sound crazy, but they're there and he wouldn't lie to him.
He could tell him that, and add on the fact he really trust any of these people. God knows he still feels like a Big Daddy is going to burst through a wall, and the "normal" crowd will turn out to have spliced, but. Jack simply stands there, clutching his wrench, staring at Atlas' face for a few more seconds.]
Yeah. [He sighs with apparently relief. If he's honest, Atlas will spend time with the crowd without him, and his paranoia will just get ten times worse. This is fine.] I'm not some kind of basket case, right? Got my head on straight now, since that Ryan business is done.
he's done it
He could tell him that, and add on the fact he really trust any of these people. God knows he still feels like a Big Daddy is going to burst through a wall, and the "normal" crowd will turn out to have spliced, but. Jack simply stands there, clutching his wrench, staring at Atlas' face for a few more seconds.]
Yeah. [He sighs with apparently relief. If he's honest, Atlas will spend time with the crowd without him, and his paranoia will just get ten times worse. This is fine.] I'm not some kind of basket case, right? Got my head on straight now, since that Ryan business is done.