[He tenses up when touched, but at least he doesn't lash out. He can't speak anymore, though, so he just curls up tighter and continues to sob.
But then, a minute later, he starts calming down. He doesn't look at Beast Boy, but.. he owes him an explanation. That Accu-Vox has got to be in here somewhere... Jack suddenly shifts off of the bed and searches through his dresser until he pulls out what looks like an old-timey tape recorder. He fishes a tape out of his sweater and puts it in before handing it to Beast Boy, still not making eye contact. The tape is labeled "Mind Control Test".]
Don't listen to it near me. I think the words still work on me. But... uh... [He sniffs.] I- I hate dogs. [More like they make him miserable. There's no heat in the statement, and he barely speaks above a whisper.]
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But then, a minute later, he starts calming down. He doesn't look at Beast Boy, but.. he owes him an explanation. That Accu-Vox has got to be in here somewhere... Jack suddenly shifts off of the bed and searches through his dresser until he pulls out what looks like an old-timey tape recorder. He fishes a tape out of his sweater and puts it in before handing it to Beast Boy, still not making eye contact. The tape is labeled "Mind Control Test".]
Don't listen to it near me. I think the words still work on me. But... uh... [He sniffs.] I- I hate dogs. [More like they make him miserable. There's no heat in the statement, and he barely speaks above a whisper.]