FINDERS KEEPERS | open, trespassing/visitor

[jacob w.c.]

WHAT A PRIVILEGE IT IS TO LOVE — The moment Cherry mentioned saving Jerseyboy from a trap in Tanglewood, the boy's face immediately softened and he looked towards his older brother. "Perché non me l'hai detto?" he asked, concern in his tone and gaze. Why wouldn't Jersey tell him that he'd gotten hurt? He used to always come to Jacob for help. Was he not good enough anymore? Did he not trust him to look over his leg? No, this was Jersey. He was sure that wasn't it. He was sure it was only a matter of convenience, given how he'd stayed in Tanglewood for some time. Still, the entire situation made Jacob uneasy but he certainly owed some gratitude to the woman before them, despite his first impression of her. That didn't mean he'd let go of the offer to Jerseyboy, though. He wanted Pincher to have dinner here eventually. He wasn't sure why he longed for his brother's approval of the other man so much but he couldn't help it. He heard her words to Killua but it wasn't any sort of physical attack and, if he was being honest, he heard plenty of people say worse to each other here. He didn't like it but it wouldn't be a good reason to keep her out of Snowbound. If they were looking to get rid of anyone with mean words, many of their members wouldn't still be here. "Well, thank you for gettin' Jersey outta' there," he stated with a light nod.

He then listened as she spoke about Tanglewood and he felt his heart twist. He didn't like the idea of stirring up trouble but, from how it sounded, Cherrywine would be staying here most of the time anyway. Besides, maybe something like a visitation would be good for the two clans. He didn't want to solidify them as enemies, although the leader of the other clan seemed determined to do so. Jacob just hoped to stay out of their fur and be left with the relative peace of Snowbound. There was no reason for him to get involved right now. "No, I don' think 'e does. There ain't many people tha' don' get along with me n'... well, our first meetin' wasn' the most pleasant. Still, 's long as ya' think it won' be any trouble, which I don' think it should seein' as we're neutrals, I don' see any problem with ya' stayin' as long as ya' like," he assured her. He still wasn't sure if he liked her personally, she reminded him too much of the girls Jersey liked to bring around, but he couldn't let that determine if she stayed. He then glanced to Jersey and spoke more softly, "Voglio ancora che Pincher venga."

translation one: Why didn't you tell me?
translation two: I still want Pincher to come over. —A GREAT HONOR TO HOLD YOU UP

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