[ he always wants to be useful to her, which tonight is... taking on a strange meaning in his head. he tries to push the strange urges aside, but as he looks around he wonders if it isn't related to the weird shit the natives gave him. frank pulls out the jar and stares at it for a while.
jess looks at him, he can feel her eyes on him. and she's not walking away yet, which is always a good sign with them. at least until it isn't because she always eventually will get there, hilarious exits notwithstanding. after a moment, he sets the jar back in the sand, thinking he's had enough to be... pliable. but hopefully not too compromised. best to keep his distance either way.
still crouching, he looks up at her and tries not to feel any type of way. instead he signs to her, for lack of anything intelligent to ask: ] You okay?
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jess looks at him, he can feel her eyes on him. and she's not walking away yet, which is always a good sign with them. at least until it isn't because she always eventually will get there, hilarious exits notwithstanding. after a moment, he sets the jar back in the sand, thinking he's had enough to be... pliable. but hopefully not too compromised. best to keep his distance either way.
still crouching, he looks up at her and tries not to feel any type of way. instead he signs to her, for lack of anything intelligent to ask: ] You okay?