Jack stared for perhaps a second too long when the small halfling removed his jacket and once more stood naked. He was curious to learn the story behind her seemingly lack of dignity. Not that he complained, or would complain, the view was nice. However most people would not be as willing to run around naked, let alone jump around.<b>"Thanks, I try."</b>he said with a confident smile as he put on his jacket once more. Not that he needed it, but, well, it was easier than carrying it around in his hands.<br/><br/>He looked over at the half-elf first, then back to the halfling and shrugged,<b>"Guess we could camp here for a spell, see if that rodent belongs to someone and is smart enough to bring them here. He could use the help if we're going into the Tower."</b>Jack wasn't too fond of sitting about, let alone sitting about in some abandoned house with no booze, no naked women and no one to spin his tales to. Well, he could spin his tales to these two women, but something told him they would be far too intelligent, and far too sober to believe him. Perhaps another time.<br/><br/>Moving over and turning one of the semi-broken chairs around, Jack eventually sat down. "Why were those Mercenaries back there trying to have their way with you anyway?" Jack asked, it wasn't that he was looking for a serious conversation, but more a question that had been on his mind for awhile now mixed with a chance to pass time in anything but silence.