“Must be. The big lug NEVER asks us ta’ check out new guys. Buuuut oh well.” he shrugs his somewhat boney shoulders, walking through the streets. He slows down to walk side by side with him, smiling. “Thinking again? Whats on your mind, babe?” He asks, a hand wrapping around his back to rest on a shoulderblade. He himself kept Meera close to him, holding her hand with his other.
“Hmm. Just not sure what to expect, honestly,” he murmured, his expression thoughtful. “He’s only done this one other time…” Jak glanced to Damas and then Meera, frowning. “Let’s get these two to the palace first…”
Ever protective as he was, this wasn’t at all abnormal.
