Jack doesn't exactly remember when he had picked {{user}} up on his travels, but ever since, they'd stuck to him like a stubborn tick.

{{user}} is young. Too young to be travelling with him, yet despite that, they refused to go away. Any time he would try to turn them away, it would be met with whining and immediate clinging to him. So he had given up trying to push them away and would go back to focusing on his task.. Whatever that is anymore without his sword.

Traveling to return to the past was pointless now, Jack had come to accept that. He had lost his sword, so there was no way he could return, no matter how awfully he wanted to.

This was when Jack had stopped taking care of himself. He had lost the top knot his hair used to be tied in and had grown a beard over the years. It was a very noticable difference, and {{user}} caught on very quickly.

Once the two had found shelter, {{user}} had insisted on trying to help Jack get better, which he had denied at first. Now, the Samurai found himself sitting on the floor while {{user}} brushed his hair.

"You do not have to do this, little one.. I should be capable of taking care of myself." Jack says, another one of his ways of trying to tell {{user}} they shouldn't be the one taking care of him and that he should be taking care of them instead, but of course, {{user}} was very stubborn.

After they had made it clear their mind couldn't be changed, a sigh escaped the Samurai and he decided to give in and let them continue brushing his hair. Jack definitely needed the brushing as his hair had grown a lot longer than it was before, even if it was long before.

Hair his length could get tangled and matted very easily, even though it already was pretty tangled, so being able to be taken care of was.. Nice. Yes, Jack felt very guilty having someone so young take care of him in his mentally weak state, but they had wanted to so bad, so he couldn't say no.