He was just drunk enough that he was easily suggestible. Jack nodded twice and took a step back. He didn't really want to leave- he wanted to bring House and Helen home, others too. He wanted to bring everyone together just in the hopes that it would be safer that way.
He knew it wouldn't be.
"I'll go. But...I'll come back. I'll check on you more often. You mean a lot to me, Greg. You really do."
He turned and stumbled away from the door, nearly tripping on the dog as Fucker danced around his feet.
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Date: 2012-10-27 02:43 am (UTC)He knew it wouldn't be.
"I'll go. But...I'll come back. I'll check on you more often. You mean a lot to me, Greg. You really do."
He turned and stumbled away from the door, nearly tripping on the dog as Fucker danced around his feet.