He watches on for a while, amused at first when Jack begins his juggling act, but they're wasting time. And he's tired.

He's not even sure what time it is, but he is damn sure that it's time for him to get some rest. He's going to be more useless to Jack as a travel companion than he already is if he's too exhausted to even walk.

Then again, he's not sure how appealing it would be to wake up in a room full of splicers. So he's not really sure how much of a choice he has.

"Hey, kid," he says, raising his voice in hopes of being heard over the din. "If we're not gonna make it back to Olympus soon, we ought to find a place to rest for a while. I don't think I'm good for much more tonight."

You know. Not saying that you're taking forever or anything.