black jack was sure, though, that this was a costume. a very, very good costume, but a costume nonetheless. he wasn’t.. dead set in the belief, per se, but would really prefer not to be proven wrong. the concept of this person, like, actually being that one scarecrow character from a movie he remembered like a passing fever dream.

“ say, that costume of yours, ” he started, “ it’s extremely well crafted - did you make it yourself? ”