Pirates! (One-on-One)

"I don't like it either," he admitted. "It tastes awful."

 

"Really?" he asked, pulling the lid of a crate and checking the contents. "What was the occasion?"

 

"It isn't good for you," he said, scribbling something on the board. "So it's good you don't have to resist it."

 

"My father put a pipe in my mouth when I was five and told me to smoke it. That experience shut me off from it for life."

 

He laughed and looked down at her easily.

"Don't worry, Av. I figure it's a valuable lesson anyway."

 

"Good thing you're probably never going to meet him," he said, kissing the top of her head. "I'd be scared if I were him."

 

Jack hesitated.

"My father is... deeply flawed," he said quietly.

 

"It's not your fault, Rohesia," he said, kissing her cheek. "Don't worry."

 

"You make things better, Av," he said. "You are not the problem."

 

His hand brushed through her hair, and he tilted his head thoughtfully.

"Did you grow up with anyone?"