The wane light makes that grin glow almost bright as his eyes, and Jacob's glad that he reaches out for the flask. A bit of camaraderie has never gone amiss, it makes a difficult situation far easier to bear. When it's returned, Jacob takes another swig himself. He's not sure yet what he'll do when it runs out, but he supposes there must be some local brew that will warm him from the inside out in the same way.
"Oh, that." Jacob murmurs. "I was on the roof. It was quicker, rather than going all the way to the ground floor, and then taking the stairs. That's why I leave it open."
It seemed like common sense to him. He used the rooftops as often as he used the roads, maybe even more often here, where SIN guards patrolled the streets. It gave him a better understanding of where things were, what routes he could take if he needed to get somewhere fast. He's not entirely sure the people that run the housing are going to be very pleased about using the window of their room as his own personal entrance and exit. But it was late, the place was badly lit, and he's certain no one but Hellboy would have noticed him.
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"Oh, that." Jacob murmurs. "I was on the roof. It was quicker, rather than going all the way to the ground floor, and then taking the stairs. That's why I leave it open."
It seemed like common sense to him. He used the rooftops as often as he used the roads, maybe even more often here, where SIN guards patrolled the streets. It gave him a better understanding of where things were, what routes he could take if he needed to get somewhere fast. He's not entirely sure the people that run the housing are going to be very pleased about using the window of their room as his own personal entrance and exit. But it was late, the place was badly lit, and he's certain no one but Hellboy would have noticed him.