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[hititwithacrowbar]

[ Jason knew Al wasn't in or at least not around him, so he did what he so rarely even attempted indoors. He pulled a cigarette out and lit it, his fingers trembled a moment as he moved over to push a window open. Just to try and collect himself a moment. He held his cigarettes the same way Shelia had in the memory. He shrugged his shoulders after a second tug of smoke was blown out the window.]

It's the hand we were both dealt. We play the hand even if its a loser and see where the game goes.

[ he spoke simply before nodding.]

Yeah, me to. The past should be behind us. No point looking back.

[alchemyfreak]

[Ed quirked a brow as Jay pulled out a cigarette. He didn't say anything, wouldn't, even if he would have normally, not with what just went down. He didn't comment on the first part, swallowing any thought he had on how many losing hands they seem to be dealt. Sometimes Attollo really did seem like a cushy vacation compared to every other world he'd been saddled with.]

All we can do is move forward. If I learned anything before coming here, there's a lesson to be taken from everything. We're definitely learning it after this. I'm just not sure what it's supposed to be, yet.

[hititwithacrowbar]

[ He was supposed to be strong, not supposed to let things pierce his armor, and yet... he found his eyes leaking more and more while he was here. Maybe the cracks were worse than he imagined. With two smoke filled breaths let out the window he seemed to manage to force the shake of his hand to stop, staring at the cherry of the cigarette silently a moment. ]

...You sound like Tim. [ He couldn't help the bitter laugh that escaped.]

[alchemyfreak]

[Well, that was certainly a reaction. His head tilted questioningly at that statement, because Jay remained a mystery in a lot of ways and even though he dropped a lot of names casually Ed had still yet to figure out what half these people really meant to Jason.]

Well, it makes sense, doesn't it?

[He's watching Jay curiously, not entirely sure about this subject, or that it's one he wants to tread on. Probably safest bet not to comment on those words specifically.]

[hititwithacrowbar]

[ He lifted the cigarette up once more taking another drag off it before he let his hand rest just outside the window a moment. Rubbing at his eyes with the bottom hem of his shirt, exposing another huge bruise on his stomach but he didn't seem bothered by it, dropping the hem once he was sure he'd dried his face he nodded. ]

It does, it's logical. I've just never been one for faith in futures, if that makes sense.