Saved his life? That was an interesting way of seeing it, personally he didnâ€™t feel that just because she told him to move up a ladder first counted as saving his life. As it was though, it wasnâ€™t a point needing to be argued just yet, maybe later once they were safe. So for now he simply shook his head and forced himself back up onto his feet and followed after the woman. From behind he could see easily enough that she was injured, though she didnâ€™t look to be bitten or badly wounded. Either way he made a mental note to keep his weapon at the ready around her until her knew for certain, hell even if he didnâ€™t it was probably a good policy either way.<br/><br/>Making their way up to the ceiling, Jackson made a mistake of looking over the side, where he could hear the constant groaning of the hungry corpses. Shaking his head, he just turned to focus on watching Sage make her way  across the plank, and noted where she pointed when they heard the creek. Simply nodding once she was on the other side,  he started his way across as well.  As he did, he focused on looking dead ahead, knowing that if he looked down it would probably throw him off balance. Though hearing a rather audible crack, he just froze like a deer caught in headlights, and looked down to see the board bending down, the pivot put being right between his legs were a large crack was going from one side of the board, and almost reaching the other end.<br/><br/>Simply standing there for a good minute or two, Jackson ending up swallowing a deep breath of air, before he slowly put another foot ahead of his other one, causing the wood to creak again. He continued this again and again, the wood creaking in protest each time until he was far enough from the center that he was safe, and he breathed a deep sigh of relief when he was off the board. Though he didnâ€™t pause to wait before looking up at Sage and nodding for them to continue.<br/><br/>This was way more excitment then he liked.