[Toward the beginning of Helios' explanation, Jack's expression grows slowly more and more uncertain. Medical sciences are not exactly his strong suit, and while he imagines he's probably a bit better-versed than your average layman, it feels over-familiar to stand across a cookie table and say well, my partner's leg has been off for about a year, I suppose there's that?.
But . . . helping people. That is something he's about, he thinks. So he nods, following along as best he can. Though that's not very far.]
Alright, I hear you. But when you say "contact," what does that mean, exactly. Praying? [He can't help a little snerk, mostly for the mental images that begin to populate his head.] Ouiji boards?
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But . . . helping people. That is something he's about, he thinks. So he nods, following along as best he can. Though that's not very far.]
Alright, I hear you. But when you say "contact," what does that mean, exactly. Praying? [He can't help a little snerk, mostly for the mental images that begin to populate his head.] Ouiji boards?