Handy tuned the pair of them out as he focused on taking some of Jacques’ food to help get rid of the taste. It was oddly sour-tasting, but in a pleasant way, and it certainly helped with the lingering aftertaste of whatever godawful slop had been placed in front of him. He found himself calming slightly. His head rested on a hand and eyes closed as he considered his options and everything Jacques had told him.