[Jack's been in battles himself, believe it or not. War has raged between Gath and Gilboa for as long as he can remember. And he's been right in the middle of it, because it's easier to be respected as a king if he was already respected in the military.
He tilts his head a little, studying the man's - James' - arm, shiny and silver. Strange.]
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He tilts his head a little, studying the man's - James' - arm, shiny and silver. Strange.]
A prosthetic?
[He looks up at his face again for confirmation.]