Jack pulled back his sleeve to check his watch, then looked at Nic and raised his eyebrows.
"Sweetheart, I may not have vampire speed or stamina, but I'm pretty sure we're talking about an hour, even by the most leisurely pace. If it gets me out of public transportation and heading underground, forget it: let's walk."
Yes, it was chill and damp. No, it wasn't his temperature preference, but he certainly didn't anticipate any real trouble. He had endured far, far worse than autumn in fall.
"You can tell me about the debatable points of people improving with age, while we walk."
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Date: 2012-11-05 04:25 am (UTC)"Sweetheart, I may not have vampire speed or stamina, but I'm pretty sure we're talking about an hour, even by the most leisurely pace. If it gets me out of public transportation and heading underground, forget it: let's walk."
Yes, it was chill and damp. No, it wasn't his temperature preference, but he certainly didn't anticipate any real trouble. He had endured far, far worse than autumn in fall.
"You can tell me about the debatable points of people improving with age, while we walk."