Well, the man's taking his deep breaths, at least? That's something.
Jack looks around them, not so much checking for people who have overheard them (that's a given by now) as he is looking for someone who knows what Sam's talking about in the hopes of making eye contact and having someone explain. No such luck, just like every class room lecture Jack's ever attended and found himself confused in.
Honesty hour: "I don't really know what any of that means, but--" An optimistic but spoken in the vein of a student hoping to salvage their grade on a pop quiz, "--people with the means to enforce what they want get to decide the law. These people have the means, so you wanna be careful you don't get your idea of the law confused with theirs... you know?"
He's giving Sam a significant look as he says it. Jack's been on the receiving end of government oversight gone wrong, he knows a noose around his neck when he feels one. Whatever safety net the man thinks is there Jack thinks was cut free a while ago.
Nodding his head at a park bench nearby, he waves Sam over. "Come on, I'll show you. You might have a better view from over there." With this cryptic suggestion, he starts forward, looking over his shoulder in clear hope Sam will follow him.
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Jack looks around them, not so much checking for people who have overheard them (that's a given by now) as he is looking for someone who knows what Sam's talking about in the hopes of making eye contact and having someone explain. No such luck, just like every class room lecture Jack's ever attended and found himself confused in.
Honesty hour: "I don't really know what any of that means, but--" An optimistic but spoken in the vein of a student hoping to salvage their grade on a pop quiz, "--people with the means to enforce what they want get to decide the law. These people have the means, so you wanna be careful you don't get your idea of the law confused with theirs... you know?"
He's giving Sam a significant look as he says it. Jack's been on the receiving end of government oversight gone wrong, he knows a noose around his neck when he feels one. Whatever safety net the man thinks is there Jack thinks was cut free a while ago.
Nodding his head at a park bench nearby, he waves Sam over. "Come on, I'll show you. You might have a better view from over there." With this cryptic suggestion, he starts forward, looking over his shoulder in clear hope Sam will follow him.