His mouth presses lightly, but Jack doesn't argue the point. Fairness, honor, neither matters much at all to him in this situation. Whatever provides him the best chance at getting his ship back, his life and freedom, whatever can save his neck from the noose -- that's what interests him the most. But for all that, Jack knows that Eowyn holds her honor and integrity to the same high value. It might not be wise to tell Faramir, in his opinion, but she's doing what's right by herself. And Jack can understand that, as much as he doesn't want to.
"Kind of you. But you've nothin' to be sorry for. It is what it is." He knows he should apologize as well, probably. He's had an equal share in causing this after all. But still, it's hard for him to take responsibility for his own poor choices and nearly non-existent self-control. Even now. "It's been," He bobs a hand, fingers curled, then sighs, "An unfortunate turn of events, I would say." Jack clears his throat, idly fingering the sash at his waist. "Likewise, I hadn't meant to put you in such a precarious position, with your husband and the like, when I came here. It wasn't me intention." Sort of an apology? Intention mattered, right? Even if that'd flown out the window the second the chance had presented itself to him.
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Date: 2017-05-31 05:49 am (UTC)"Kind of you. But you've nothin' to be sorry for. It is what it is." He knows he should apologize as well, probably. He's had an equal share in causing this after all. But still, it's hard for him to take responsibility for his own poor choices and nearly non-existent self-control. Even now. "It's been," He bobs a hand, fingers curled, then sighs, "An unfortunate turn of events, I would say." Jack clears his throat, idly fingering the sash at his waist. "Likewise, I hadn't meant to put you in such a precarious position, with your husband and the like, when I came here. It wasn't me intention." Sort of an apology? Intention mattered, right? Even if that'd flown out the window the second the chance had presented itself to him.