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Felicity Smoak ([personal profile] smoak) wrote in [community profile] bakerstreet 2016-08-02 01:00 pm (UTC)

Right after "You never asked me how I survived..." Felicity turns back to look at him, confusion in her eyes. It was right in time for Jack's next line: "Felicity, I'm immortal." As he talks, a certain cocktail of emotions go through her. It wasn't so long ago that she was processing the fact that a person could be revived from the dead.

"What?"

Now she was processing the fact that someone could live forever. But despite it all, her first reaction was the most clarifying feeling in the world.

"I don't care."

Don't her wrong. She's still shocked, you can see it on her face. But when it came to Jack and whether she loved him — him being immortal made no difference.

"Ja-" She nearly bites her tongue to prevent saying his name out loud. Oliver and John were still on the plane after all. So she starts over. "I'd still feel this way, even if you told me that you were going to die tomorrow. How I feel about you has nothing to do with how long you live for."

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