Anyone who knew Jacklyn (or even Jack) would notice the tight tense lines of her body, the faked smiles, and the stress that seemed to dull the brilliant sapphire blue of her eyes. She was also jittery, jumping when someone touched her unexpectedly. She sits down heavily at a table and buries her face into her hands before scrubbing and cursing softly in Boe.
((OOC: mostly to do with the saxon plot but don't have to be. Could just be her stressing if you like))