You donāt have the right or the ability to dictate whatās true and whatās false to JackĀ -Ā not anymore.
And I donāt, either. I have no further reason to lie to Jack, not after the events of Big Shell opened his eyes to his true capacity for agency. Thereās nothing I could say to make him stay with me against his will; if heās still by my side, itās because he wants to be.
And if one day he decides he doesn't want to be anymore, heāll go, andĀ Iāll be powerless to stop him.
But make no mistake, Mr. Ex-President: if he leaves me, it wonāt be in order to head back to you.
Y-you keep saying Iām a killer because thatās what you want me to be⦠And, that⦠itās only partially true. IĀ wasĀ a killer. I wonāt be anymore.Ā
Iām choosing to stay with Rose and be a dad! Iām not going to leave her, and Iām definitely not going to kill her, either! The only one whoāll be leaving is you, Solidus.Ā
Rose⦠she isnāt just telling me what I want to hear. I trust her. Weāve lied so much⦠ā¦weāve only got the truth left to tell each other. Ā
...
You-... Jack... and your pathetic woman...
This-...
This is truly disheartening.Ā
It seems that your woman really has... domesticatedĀ you. Taken the old attack dog and turned him into an accessory.Ā
I don't define you anymore, Jack. But she does. You've thrown yourĀ everything onto her. And whether it's a mutual delusion or not, both of you act like there's a chance for normalcy between you two.Ā
But even now, I refuse to believe it can last.
Liberia, son. The slit throats, the blood, the defilement of flesh. Every breath you breathed guaranteed someone else was robbed of their's, or worse. And you reveled in it.Ā The rest of your brothers, they've attempted to move past. But you? Oh, I can still see that spark. And I wonder what kindling it needs to become a true fire.
The woman is right, Jack; you're not coming with me.Ā
But I promise you, you are not going to stay with her. Or your child. You're damaged, irreparably. And until you admit that, until you admit just how broken you are, not to this woman, but to yourself...
Well. I just hope I'm there to see the end.
Perhaps I should expedite the process by killing your lifeline now...
Yet I'm more interested in seeing what comes naturally.
This isn't the end for us, Jack.
And especially not for you and I, woman. You... interest me.
















