He doesn't need full daylight to see some of the skepticism in Hellboy's expression. Maybe it doesn't explain everything, but it's not a lie. And for the time being, it's what he's prepared to say. But Hellboy doesn't push, and for that Jacob really is grateful, relaxing a little as he screws the lid back onto the flask, and tucks it away again, along with the plans and half-drawn maps.

"I was expecting something more suggestive after a line like that," He teases, and then begins to unlace and pull off his boots. It's cool enough to keep the rest of his clothes on as he settles back on his own bed. "And yes, I need to go back. But I think... this place needs shaking up first."

Doms and Subs, poor and rich, oppressed and oppressor. It's so familiar that it hurts, and having come from one success to here, Jacob can't help but feel he can do something to make this place better. For everyone.