"More twins and you're leaving ME out." There's Jacob, completely unoccupied at the moment by whoever was supposed to be keeping an eye on him, and he's setting a pint down in front of Evie with a flourish before grabbing a chair on the third side of the table, hopefully out of kicking range of Evie.
"And you were trying to keep me out." He adds, his tone sounding very disappointed before he's turning to Balthier. "Jacob Frye. We didn't really get a chance to meet before. So what's the secret I'm being kept from, then? Whatever that is in your armband? Sounds like that could be pretty dangerous. I do have to agree. Putting toys in the hands of children who don't know how to use them usually ends in an explosion."