...your words, not mine. [he says as he sort of starts closing the hoard of books he accumulated, hhhm. he just said it wasn't jack's problem, he doesn't get how that's conditional to it not being his business.] It's your business because we're together, so I told you.

[but oswald's going to be the one taking care of it.

so,] She has short, dark hair and purple eyes - she's an honest girl. [persistent, too.] Cheerful and smart, too.

[the way he's saying it though... it comes out like there's something about her that irks the crap out of him (there is, always), even if he keeps it to himself. he doesn't dislike her, but he isn't going to love her like that either. ugh.]