Jim pulls away from Harrow like he's something foul and the immediate response of his floating hand is to flip him off. Man, fuck you too! If that's how you feel about him after going to Tamr--
Wait, wait, hold up. The other Jim is miming archery, which can only mean one thing. THAT is the man he knows. Slightly embarrassed and sufficiently confused he stows away his middle finger and crosses his arms while the Jims converse.
"Jim... und Jim. Ja, okay. Okay." Evidently not okay judging by the sarcastic tone. He has to turn around and pinch the bridge of his nose as he thinks this over. Did he know there were two Jims? This feels like news to him. He's certain he's never seen him with a clone...
"Ah!" He shouts, suddenly wheeling around. He shakes a pointed finger at the two of them. He DOES know where he's seen two Jims! When the Jim he knows was split into two in the Nightmare! Light, the effects must not have worn off yet. What a predicament.
Harrowheart puts his cold fingertips on Bearded Jim's arm -- the one he bit, of course -- and delicately and sincerely apologises, "Ewiddan, Jim." A few seconds and he thinks to add, "Hähnchenflügel Jim."
Then he turns to the Jim he knows and, pinching his own stomach, says, "Dick Jim."
"Nicht Jim und Jim, okay? Hähnchenflügel und Dick."
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Wait, wait, hold up. The other Jim is miming archery, which can only mean one thing. THAT is the man he knows. Slightly embarrassed and sufficiently confused he stows away his middle finger and crosses his arms while the Jims converse.
"Jim... und Jim. Ja, okay. Okay." Evidently not okay judging by the sarcastic tone. He has to turn around and pinch the bridge of his nose as he thinks this over. Did he know there were two Jims? This feels like news to him. He's certain he's never seen him with a clone...
"Ah!" He shouts, suddenly wheeling around. He shakes a pointed finger at the two of them. He DOES know where he's seen two Jims! When the Jim he knows was split into two in the Nightmare! Light, the effects must not have worn off yet. What a predicament.
Harrowheart puts his cold fingertips on Bearded Jim's arm -- the one he bit, of course -- and delicately and sincerely apologises, "Ewiddan, Jim." A few seconds and he thinks to add, "Hähnchenflügel Jim."
Then he turns to the Jim he knows and, pinching his own stomach, says, "Dick Jim."
"Nicht Jim und Jim, okay? Hähnchenflügel und Dick."