Desire offers Jack a sideways smile: He's rather missed Jack himself, what with the infrequent in-person visits to this corner of the 'Verse.
There's a moment that seems almost awkward, Desire's hands fidgeting with his cigarette, his pockets, his lighter. He takes to flipping it open and shut pale fingers dancing through the flame as it appears and vanishes.
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Date: 2008-02-22 03:22 am (UTC)There's a moment that seems almost awkward, Desire's hands fidgeting with his cigarette, his pockets, his lighter. He takes to flipping it open and shut pale fingers dancing through the flame as it appears and vanishes.
"How've you been, Jack?"