Jack is homeless, and not a happy camper.

[unkindly]

You're as cruel as the rest of them, you know that? Suchong, Fontaine, Ryan, even Tenenbaum in her own way. And you. Not a nice list to be a part of, but there you are.

My life isn't a game. I know, ha ha right? But it isn't, not to me.

So stop looking for icons, stop looking for games, and stop saying that.

For the love of god just stop.

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[unkindly]

[Okay there has got to be better things for him to do around here.]

Are you done?

[cameraobscura]

Done?

[With what?]

[unkindly]

[...Right.]

I'm going to go now.

[cameraobscura]

Oh.

[Right.]

Yeah, okay.

... Good luck?

[unkindly]

[He starts to leave, then stops.]

You too.

[And... wait, one more thing.]

Don't hurt the Little Sisters.

[cameraobscura]

[Um.]

Whose little sisters?

[CONFUSION. Even Jay knows he doesn't look particularly threatening to... well, anyone.]

[unkindly]

[okay what.

He turns back.]

...Everyone's Little Sisters.

The Gatherers.

Little girls who go around with syringes and the giant Big Daddies who protect them?

[cameraobscura]

Uhhh...?

[Jay has never seen anything like that. And it sounds like he should be grateful for it.]

[unkindly]

[Wait how... how is this possible that there wouldn't be any Little Sisters in Rapture?]

Well. If you do see any.

Don't hurt them.

[cameraobscura]

[He swallows and nods.]

Okay.

I try not to hurt anyone.

[Somehow it keeps happening, though. But that's beside the point.]

[unkindly]

Good.

[He's really serious about it.

...if somehow he manages to find out you have...

He'd be... upset.

Okay he's going now.]