[ oh, murphy, sweetheart. jack's gong straight to him once this is taken care of. he's going to hold onto him and pet his hair and kiss his cheeks, because this can't be easy. but he knows it's not murphy, he knows his friend, he adores his friend. this is just fucking cruel. that pain for him at least distracts from the rage boiling in jack for what was exposed about him. ]
I know who you are, Murphy. That's not you.
I'll take care of it.
[ it's well past time to, much as he dislikes the idea of harming something wearing murphy's face. but he knows the difference. ]
Try to get some sleep. Is someone guarding your door?
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I know who you are, Murphy. That's not you.
I'll take care of it.
[ it's well past time to, much as he dislikes the idea of harming something wearing murphy's face. but he knows the difference. ]
Try to get some sleep. Is someone guarding your door?