Jack feels a bit braver when it comes to McCoy and his doctoring while sitting in a bar with rum and Vash to throw in between them if anything goes south. However, the doctor is still a rather guilty reminder of something bad he might have done to Buffy and her general discomfort around him lately--NONE OF WHICH HE UNDERSTANDS IN THE SLIGHTEST. Sneaking through windows and all.
In any case, his dread of Bones is now less the dread you feel for a potential torturer and more the type of dread you feel for that really crotchety Chemistry teacher you had in the eleventh grade.
Still bad, though.
And then there's the actual veiled threat he received from Buffy should he ever lift a finger to hurt McCoy. And he had zero doubt that she'd go through with it, even if he did so in self-defense.
He fidgets, his arm tightening around Vash imperceptibly while his free hand throws back more drink. Please don't choke the gunslinger, Jack. And say exactly the wrong thing while you're at it.]
Mate--look, I know I might have compromised Buffy's honor the other night...
[Action] LJ IS FAIL
In any case, his dread of Bones is now less the dread you feel for a potential torturer and more the type of dread you feel for that really crotchety Chemistry teacher you had in the eleventh grade.
Still bad, though.
And then there's the actual veiled threat he received from Buffy should he ever lift a finger to hurt McCoy. And he had zero doubt that she'd go through with it, even if he did so in self-defense.
He fidgets, his arm tightening around Vash imperceptibly while his free hand throws back more drink. Please don't choke the gunslinger, Jack. And say exactly the wrong thing while you're at it.]
Mate--look, I know I might have compromised Buffy's honor the other night...