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It’s rare for him to be so warm to another person. Since what happened back at Gas Town, Jakhaan has come to learn that hostility and to turn your back is rife in everyone, and everyone has their own battles to fight. He’d been blind before his escape. Prior to fleeing, his one concern had been obeying orders of the People Eater. And for far too long after sunset, in navy shades and shadows, he’d sat staring up at the sky wishing on some nights he could go back and start again. Before loneliness. Before all he could do was just run.
But it’s different now. He feels...different. Before, he was a running stray. Unsure of where he was going, so long as it wasn’t the place he’d fled from. It’s strange, he thinks, that his dog has lead him to speaking to someone. That it’s his three eyed pup, with her fur matted and filthy but a grin ever welcoming, that has lead him to meeting someone. One piece of lizard jerky, and yet, here they were. Some sort of alliance. Jak’s never been in one before. A sort of, ‘I’ll watch your back, you watch mine’ thing. He’s grateful for it, and without thinking, the ex-personal guard leans to press his lips to her forehead, to show his gratitude. His lower one sports a healing scuff, upper one a slightly raised, livid white scar from a fight long ago. His history would suggest he is not capable of tenderness, or gentleness --- but this brief, fleeting gesture tells otherwise.
Instantly she sits up, asks him with shove what did he think he was doing? Jakhaan only smiles. For once, the expression is not even slightly strained on worn features. “I’m thankin’ you,” He answers. “F’not eatin’ my dog.”
