[ Jack starts to interrupt, frustrated, when Elizabeth says that she's not Angel, but for the rest, he bites his tongue. It's too easy for him to want to speak up now, to want to deny every bit piece by piece, because Jack is already on the defensive. He feels he has to be, since no one ever gets it, but to his surprise, that's not where she ends up taking the conversation. The questions that she wonders on all have a neat, perfect answer, because they're nothing new to Jack. Every question has long since been considered, and he has the answers that make it right. Justified. From his "I love you"s to the way he was always the one to carefully cut her hair for her, he was a father that loved his daughter so much—
And that blinded him. Even now, the most he could ever feel to think his actions were wrong was a very personal sense of loss. It makes his grief genuine, but the nuance makes it sinister. He's selfish in every aspect, and so he stops speaking when Elizabeth unknowingly indulges in it.
His eyes widen in surprise, since he hadn't expected that Elizabeth would ever do something that kind for him now. Jack's eyes fill with open, easily read hope as she explains her powers, though there is a hint of something else. After all, for a moment, he entertains possibility. Perhaps, if she could visit the past and future both, then the Vault-- But, no, that thought is gone as quickly as it comes. It's something tantalizing in itself, but nothing compared to the idea that he could hold Angel again. Or perhaps, technically, for the first time.
Still, in that expression, Elizabeth will probably get a better sense of what makes Handsome Jack such a force that Rhys would both fear and admire him in the same breath. Even without that greedy thought of what more Elizabeth could do for him, there's determination in that hope that's dangerous. There's no question at all that this is a man that would absolutely sell his soul without a thought, so long as what he might gain was something he wanted badly enough. ]
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[ Jack starts to interrupt, frustrated, when Elizabeth says that she's not Angel, but for the rest, he bites his tongue. It's too easy for him to want to speak up now, to want to deny every bit piece by piece, because Jack is already on the defensive. He feels he has to be, since no one ever gets it, but to his surprise, that's not where she ends up taking the conversation. The questions that she wonders on all have a neat, perfect answer, because they're nothing new to Jack. Every question has long since been considered, and he has the answers that make it right. Justified. From his "I love you"s to the way he was always the one to carefully cut her hair for her, he was a father that loved his daughter so much—
And that blinded him. Even now, the most he could ever feel to think his actions were wrong was a very personal sense of loss. It makes his grief genuine, but the nuance makes it sinister. He's selfish in every aspect, and so he stops speaking when Elizabeth unknowingly indulges in it.
His eyes widen in surprise, since he hadn't expected that Elizabeth would ever do something that kind for him now. Jack's eyes fill with open, easily read hope as she explains her powers, though there is a hint of something else. After all, for a moment, he entertains possibility. Perhaps, if she could visit the past and future both, then the Vault-- But, no, that thought is gone as quickly as it comes. It's something tantalizing in itself, but nothing compared to the idea that he could hold Angel again. Or perhaps, technically, for the first time.
Still, in that expression, Elizabeth will probably get a better sense of what makes Handsome Jack such a force that Rhys would both fear and admire him in the same breath. Even without that greedy thought of what more Elizabeth could do for him, there's determination in that hope that's dangerous. There's no question at all that this is a man that would absolutely sell his soul without a thought, so long as what he might gain was something he wanted badly enough. ]