A hand touches Jade's shoulder and sudden breath by her neck. The other hand covers her eyes. "Guess who?" said Jack.
Being alone was not something Jade got used to, it was part of her DNA one could guess, something Pitch had implanted into her to keep her from pulling away from him. But while she had that ‘gene’, Jack was spared from it... at least, that’s what Jade had guessed. She’d never managed to pull away from Pitch as far as Jack did, and... she’d always been jealous that he could manage something like that.
But when hears that voice, when she feels a hand on her shoulder, and another over her eyes... her first thought was relief, than panic. Her father was known for his mimicry but... no, the hands were too small, the voice a warmth Pitch could never manage...
“J-Jack?”
