“I have all my memories, yeah. I remember everything. I mean. I have a good memory but it’s like a light’s been turned on. I remember being a baby and that’s just weird.” he shakes his head, before clapping his hands. “Oh! I can make you some gloves! Specially made so you can touch anything and not freeze it! Do you want those?”
“Su-Sure Jack..” she whispers, still trying to get over this shock of him. “Can you really make them?” Walks a bit closer to him, keeping her hands behind her and looking into his eyes, still searching for her Jack, for the man who she met.
Then he smiles at her and, oh yes. There he is. It’s that same smile of a man who would do anything for her, attempt anything at least once to see her smile at him. Jack nods his head a few times. “U-huh, I already have a few ideas here.” he points to his head. He reaches out, and traces his fingers against her cheek, feeling the cool air coming off of her but he doesn’t mind. He doesn’t care. “Don’t worry. I’ll do my best for you.”
Jack Maple 