[The term doesn't sound familiar, nor does the...concept. Jet frowns very faintly for a minute as he considers that. There's little to suggest he's truly mulling those words over save for the tiny crease between his brows.]
Don't feel any different.
[But, then again, being bound to this place...what's the alternative?]
[If he goes back, he's dead. No telling what comes next. Curious to find out, maybe, but that's not on the table right now.]
no subject
[The term doesn't sound familiar, nor does the...concept. Jet frowns very faintly for a minute as he considers that. There's little to suggest he's truly mulling those words over save for the tiny crease between his brows.]
Don't feel any different.
[But, then again, being bound to this place...what's the alternative?]
[If he goes back, he's dead. No telling what comes next. Curious to find out, maybe, but that's not on the table right now.]
[So Jet just shrugs.]
Already dead anyway.