[Jack isn't going to pretend that lying to all of them for months on end was a good idea, but despite their varied reactions to learning their commander is not, in fact, dead, he doesn't regret revealing himself the way he did. Better to just rip off the band-aid. He knows his people. They'll come around--the unfortunate thing is that Ana's dragged into it too, without ever remembering that she agreed to keep his secret.]
I, uh--
[He sighs again, scrubbing the back of his neck with a hand. A nervous tic.]
Wouldn't call it a farm.
[It is absolutely a farm. Jack just isn't sure how to feel about coming full circle. And he knows he can't hide the fact that some version of Ana was there with him--maybe he just needs to rip off that band-aid, too.]
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I, uh--
[He sighs again, scrubbing the back of his neck with a hand. A nervous tic.]
Wouldn't call it a farm.
[It is absolutely a farm. Jack just isn't sure how to feel about coming full circle. And he knows he can't hide the fact that some version of Ana was there with him--maybe he just needs to rip off that band-aid, too.]
You were there, before. You were there with me.