[Jacob drinks from the glass, looking over Norton's shoulder as he adjusts himself in the chair. He places his hand on Norton's, bringing it to his mouth to press a kiss to his fingers. A moment of gentleness when the rest of it means nothing. Just a way to keep surviving as the Barge continues on in its ceaseless path.]
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Date: 2024-05-16 01:28 am (UTC)You gonna get demoted for this?