Jack groaned. He COULD stand, but it felt so nice to sit down. Couldn't a guy get a break for a few minutes around this place? He HAD just come from a rather dramatic fight that had resulted in a chest injury and broken bone, amongst other throbbing.

"I'm not gonna pass out," he assured his new companion. "I just wanted to catch my breath for a moment. If you wanted to help, you'd get me some painkiller. Like morphine, for example." He cocked his head and lazily looked up. "What's the hurry, anyhow?"