you-are-destined-for-greatness:
*jack watches the man quietly. he looks so lost. his eyes look haunted, too. he’s known that look, a lot, staring back at himself sometimes. he chewed at his bottom lip before putting on a small, apprehensive smile* s-so you’re looking for you son…? wow that… that’s very dedicated of you…
He glances back up at him momentarily but his gaze slowly falls back to ground.
“Th-thank you…” The words fall from his mouth.
…i’m… i’m so… hm. *he walks up to him and reaches out, putting his hand to his shoulder* …how old was your son?
Jack Maple 