[Gotta save the lap-sitting for at least the second illicit late-night rendezvous, Eliza, gosh.
Jack does his best not to wear his questions all over his face, mild curiosity taking the place of fading sleepiness. Whatever this is about, he figures if he waits long enough it'll be revealed in good time (and probably with less fuss than if he tried to rush her along). Must be important if she's waking him up and literally lower herself to his level.
Then again, who really knows what goes through Eliza and Ibaraki's minds? They mostly seem to do whatever they want to do, with or without a reason.]
Your... what?
[The magic part he'd followed just fine--he's been told his value lies in his magic so many times and with such frequency that he doesn't blink twice to hear it again--but a... producer?]
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Jack does his best not to wear his questions all over his face, mild curiosity taking the place of fading sleepiness. Whatever this is about, he figures if he waits long enough it'll be revealed in good time (and probably with less fuss than if he tried to rush her along). Must be important if she's waking him up and literally lower herself to his level.
Then again, who really knows what goes through Eliza and Ibaraki's minds? They mostly seem to do whatever they want to do, with or without a reason.]
Your... what?
[The magic part he'd followed just fine--he's been told his value lies in his magic so many times and with such frequency that he doesn't blink twice to hear it again--but a... producer?]
Producer of what?