((I now understand what you meant earlier, xblurp.))<br/><br/>Jack had been partially paying attention to the others, but mostly he was stuck on what was going on with his own mind. At times he'd roll his eyes, sometimes spit, but nothing serious. Jack was just content hanging back and waiting to see what happened. When an alley would appear, he'd look down it to make sure it was safe to pass, his instincts as a soldier kicking in. Jack had heard Shiro claim to find breakfast, but he dismissed it without a second thought. If it was something dangerous or even remotely worth it, it would be visible and probably attacking them at the moment. "Liban sure went to hell in a hand basket..." Jack said quietly, looking around the marketplace.