"Maybe." Is the best answer Jack can give Ed. "I've been to this time period multiple times," Jack floofs the lapel of his coat. "If this is my world? And you see another version of me? Don't approach him. That would be a paradox."
A pause. "Uh. And if you see a kid wandering around on his own wearing a gas mask? Run. Just. Trust me on that one." He knows that sounds cruel, but there is a very unsettled tone to his voice.
Jack pauses at the office doors. What could this mean? On the plus side, none of them read "Dr. Constantine" or "John Smith" which would be the giveaway that they are in Jack's world. He speaks up again, raises his voice, since he's less likely to be questioned than the others. "Clear out these rooms! Air raid means everybody!" Putting on the act as if annoyed at doctors and scientists for thinking their work is more important than their safety.
no subject
A pause. "Uh. And if you see a kid wandering around on his own wearing a gas mask? Run. Just. Trust me on that one." He knows that sounds cruel, but there is a very unsettled tone to his voice.
Jack pauses at the office doors. What could this mean? On the plus side, none of them read "Dr. Constantine" or "John Smith" which would be the giveaway that they are in Jack's world. He speaks up again, raises his voice, since he's less likely to be questioned than the others. "Clear out these rooms! Air raid means everybody!" Putting on the act as if annoyed at doctors and scientists for thinking their work is more important than their safety.