[The bathroom is terrifying in all the worst ways. Jack definitely prefers the adrenaline response he gets from the terror of being shot at to the spine-tingling horror that is currently the cause of a sudden and unpleasant case of the cold sweats. Separately, any one of the sights in the dark bathroom would be unremarkable. The drip of the water, the scent of mildew, the...black hair in the water...]
I...think you may be right.
[The water splashes as he pulls the door back into place, sloshing over the toes of his boots. It's an expected sensation, but all the same it causes him to jump. He resists the urge to hunch his shoulders as he pulls the door to. Closing it completely is a lot more difficult than opening it, for some reason, and he grunts quietly from the effort. It almost feels as though the bathroom is resisting his urge to shut it off again, although - he has to agree with Chihiro on this - the feeling of being unwanted is practically palpable.
He hesitates for a moment once he's pulled the door all the way closed. The soft "click" of the latch settling back into place is more unsettling than reassuring. He really doesn't feel good about the idea of turning his back on the door, but what else can he do?]
Let's...try the other one.
[He steps back, carefully avoiding Chihiro, before pivoting reluctantly away from Creepy Door #1 to stare dubiously for several moments at Creepy Door #2. It feels strange to be counted on in this capacity by someone...Chihiro's demands of his efforts and time are so...mundane, compared to what he's been used to. It's...a refreshing change.
And she'll probably even forgive him when he hesitates a bit longer than necessary to twist the knob of the second door before carefully pushing it open…]
lol...uh, horror? :'D
[The bathroom is terrifying in all the worst ways. Jack definitely prefers the adrenaline response he gets from the terror of being shot at to the spine-tingling horror that is currently the cause of a sudden and unpleasant case of the cold sweats. Separately, any one of the sights in the dark bathroom would be unremarkable. The drip of the water, the scent of mildew, the...black hair in the water...]
I...think you may be right.
[The water splashes as he pulls the door back into place, sloshing over the toes of his boots. It's an expected sensation, but all the same it causes him to jump. He resists the urge to hunch his shoulders as he pulls the door to. Closing it completely is a lot more difficult than opening it, for some reason, and he grunts quietly from the effort. It almost feels as though the bathroom is resisting his urge to shut it off again, although - he has to agree with Chihiro on this - the feeling of being unwanted is practically palpable.
He hesitates for a moment once he's pulled the door all the way closed. The soft "click" of the latch settling back into place is more unsettling than reassuring. He really doesn't feel good about the idea of turning his back on the door, but what else can he do?]
Let's...try the other one.
[He steps back, carefully avoiding Chihiro, before pivoting reluctantly away from Creepy Door #1 to stare dubiously for several moments at Creepy Door #2. It feels strange to be counted on in this capacity by someone...Chihiro's demands of his efforts and time are so...mundane, compared to what he's been used to. It's...a refreshing change.
And she'll probably even forgive him when he hesitates a bit longer than necessary to twist the knob of the second door before carefully pushing it open…]