4th Floor Common Room, Wednesday Morning

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Another day, another... session of staring at the TV while it played motorcross repeats from Precursors know when. Jak was getting bored again, which meant he was five minutes from heading back to Haven to yell at Torn and maybe get a mission out of it.

But that could come later.

Right now, it was motors. And a bag of chips. Jak was a simple man.

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Jonas could see that statement for the bragging that it was and he grinned a bit.

"Even on rickshaws?" Jonas questioned. "Or is racing anything just something you pick up rather quickly? Natural talent?"

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"Natural talent," Jak echoed, nodding. "I've always been good at it. I guess."

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"And you've never found competition?" he wondered, raising his eyebrow slightly. "Here, I should specify."

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"I've raced one or two people down at the beach..." Tree. Tree. And Zack. "But that's not the same thing."

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"And how did those go?" Jonas wondered. "Did you win?"

He guessed so but why take away Jak's enjoyment of telling him so?

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Jak rubbed the back of his head. "It was... a long time ago."

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"Oh." Jonas paused, debating whether to ask why or to move around why but keep up with the subject. "What's stopped you from racing lately?"

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"I've spent more time at home."

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"And thus, you're not here which makes a very good reason," he said and laughed. "I can't go home so I always forget that particular reason for doing things. Do you race at home?"