Looking back when he noticed the woman starting to work her way off the ladder, Jackson had turned his attention back to the room and listening for any unwanted sounds. Though as it was, the sound that drew his attention came from behind and he saw as she failed to get into the window, well for the most part at least. Looking outside of the window to see her hanging upside down, dispite the whole situation, he found himself laughing abit as he rested his elbow on the sill. â€œYou know, technically if I help you then Iâ€™m gonna be a lier. I mean I did say Iâ€™d put a bullet through you the moment you asked for help.â€ He said, seemingly thinking about the matter for a moment, before shaking his head, holstering his gun, and leaning out the window abit to grab her hand.<br/><br/>Bracing his feet against the wall of the room, Jackson leaned back as he pulled the woman up as well, until she was close enough to the window, that he reached outside to pull her in rather quickly, ending up falling back on his back as he did so with her ontop of him. Dispite his laughter a second ago, the moment he hit the floor he was breathing intensely, his body seeming to recognize that they were safe for the moment. Though in his mind he knew that it probably wouldnâ€™t last long.<br/><br/>Only half opening one eye, he looked at the woman, but didnâ€™t make a move to push her off. He just didnâ€™t care enough to put the effort into it right then, though he did feel the need to point something out. â€œYou owe me,â€ he said with a short breath. â€œBig time.â€