"Always willing to take the bullet for you," a little dryly, but his humor was still dripping from it all the same. Some little lightness was needed and wanted, grasping for it where it could be done. Something to help them last that much longer for the trip ahead of them.

He held that bottle, tipping it just enough so none would spill on Jack, angling it away and going for another sip of it himself after. Easier to share that way, letting the taste and sweetness linger a bit before swallowing. Make it last a little while they waited. Could take turns drinking it like that, and even if it was nice and cold let it warm something else.

He did chuckle. "Very worthy."