It takes a moment for Jack to so much as notice the other's ๐๐๐ค๐๐๐๐, but the whiplash he gets is apparent enough.
His gaze swivels away, then back, squinting as he scrutinizes the stranger who, through all accounts, SHOULDN'T be able to see him.
Now why did he look (+)
In the distance he kinda just stares at the other.
Blink blink.
That wasnโt there before.
Continuing to stare in silence.
You know that guy kinda looks like Jack..
other connection he can draw.
The flickering of her eyes, the glitching of her voice; it all felt synthetic. Robotic.
All too similar to himself.
โWhat the hellโs going on here โฆ? โ
Itโs harder to pass off as nothing consequential when the glitches in her system seem to grow more apparent. A firm frown pulls at his lips as it seems even to effect her voice โ and with no recollection of this ever being consequent to the use of her powers, thereโs only oneโ>