"I'm not gonna stop you." Is said innocently enough. Jimmy's curious about what's happening, but he's always had a knee jerk response to shady spirit stories - he tends to poke light fun at them, keep the weight of it from dragging down the troupe too much. Some superstitions are mostly like the more benign Bible verse - harmless enough, nice guidelines for keeping on the good and righteous in your life. But sometimes they're like...well, more like the ways that the Bible can be used to back up violence or prejudice - they do more harm than good.
He isn't expecting a normal-looking raven to swoop down the alley way, but then, Mordrake had looked pretty regular. Aside from the dead-guy clothes and that sickly green glow to everything around him, of course.
Maybe it's instinct, but Jimmy feels a pull to follow the lead of the ambient traffic and chatter of the streets in that moment - he falls silent. The raven looks at him, and the stare carries the weight of a human's gaze. When Morgan tells him he's gonna be a minute - presumably, to do some kind of esoteric ritual with this bird - Jimmy's eyes stay wide but he just nods, like this is something he gives permission to cut off conversations for all the time.
Morgan had said he was going to check for more information about this, right? Does he mean just fact-checking Jimmy in general? Because Jimmy wouldn't blame him if it's still a bit much to request that a complete stranger believe that you, an uninteresting man from the '50s, just got hauled through to the future and are currently broke and in need of financial and spiritual assistance. It sounds more than a little suspicious.
So Jimmy will happily leave him to it. In fact, Jimmy will go ahead and take another bite of that burger he's been hanging onto since they stepped out of the bar. The razor edge of his hunger is dulled, but he still feels almost nauseously ravenous, which is why Jimmy has a mouthful of food when a foreign voice is suddenly in his head.
He doesn't spit it out - god, he'd probably let himself choke to death on a tomato slice before he purposefully lost any of this food to the ground - but Jimmy freezes mid-chew. He has no frame of reference for this, except the sound of thoughts in his own head. And unless he's reading a paper to himself, it really doesn't seem so structured most of the time, anyway. Like most people, Jimmy's thoughts are just a mass of intentions and half-formed words and questions and observations. This feels like someone took his own internal voice and pressed it into their own megaphone. It doesn't sound like a different voice, but it doesn't really sound like his own, either. It's...startling.
But not quite frightening. Still, Jimmy mechanically chews through the rest of that bite and then just stands there, eyes wide, staring at the bird clearly not speaking while Morgan manages to answer everything that Jimmy hears in his own head. It must be...the raven. The 'supernatural entity', as Morgan had called it.
Jimmy takes a halting, jerky step forward when the raven takes off. "Was-- was it-- did he-- is it a-- a he or a she? Was that-- it was in my head." Jimmy's pulling up even with Morgan, staring first at him and then back up, to where the raven has disappeared against the darkening sky. "Is it just leaving?" Has Jimmy missed something? He feels like he's missed something.
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He isn't expecting a normal-looking raven to swoop down the alley way, but then, Mordrake had looked pretty regular. Aside from the dead-guy clothes and that sickly green glow to everything around him, of course.
Maybe it's instinct, but Jimmy feels a pull to follow the lead of the ambient traffic and chatter of the streets in that moment - he falls silent. The raven looks at him, and the stare carries the weight of a human's gaze. When Morgan tells him he's gonna be a minute - presumably, to do some kind of esoteric ritual with this bird - Jimmy's eyes stay wide but he just nods, like this is something he gives permission to cut off conversations for all the time.
Morgan had said he was going to check for more information about this, right? Does he mean just fact-checking Jimmy in general? Because Jimmy wouldn't blame him if it's still a bit much to request that a complete stranger believe that you, an uninteresting man from the '50s, just got hauled through to the future and are currently broke and in need of financial and spiritual assistance. It sounds more than a little suspicious.
So Jimmy will happily leave him to it. In fact, Jimmy will go ahead and take another bite of that burger he's been hanging onto since they stepped out of the bar. The razor edge of his hunger is dulled, but he still feels almost nauseously ravenous, which is why Jimmy has a mouthful of food when a foreign voice is suddenly in his head.
He doesn't spit it out - god, he'd probably let himself choke to death on a tomato slice before he purposefully lost any of this food to the ground - but Jimmy freezes mid-chew. He has no frame of reference for this, except the sound of thoughts in his own head. And unless he's reading a paper to himself, it really doesn't seem so structured most of the time, anyway. Like most people, Jimmy's thoughts are just a mass of intentions and half-formed words and questions and observations. This feels like someone took his own internal voice and pressed it into their own megaphone. It doesn't sound like a different voice, but it doesn't really sound like his own, either. It's...startling.
But not quite frightening. Still, Jimmy mechanically chews through the rest of that bite and then just stands there, eyes wide, staring at the bird clearly not speaking while Morgan manages to answer everything that Jimmy hears in his own head. It must be...the raven. The 'supernatural entity', as Morgan had called it.
Jimmy takes a halting, jerky step forward when the raven takes off. "Was-- was it-- did he-- is it a-- a he or a she? Was that-- it was in my head." Jimmy's pulling up even with Morgan, staring first at him and then back up, to where the raven has disappeared against the darkening sky. "Is it just leaving?" Has Jimmy missed something? He feels like he's missed something.