"Destiny, yeah. She kicks my ass on a regular basis."
When the guy says he can help with the windows, Jack makes space. He's seen enough strange things during his life that he doesn't need to be told twice. With a wave of the hand, a portion of snow is transformed into water, then ice.
Jack raises both eyebrows. "Does it work? Hell, yeah. That's perfect. Say... maybe we can get the support beams reinforced with ice, too - once we get there, of course. So, what's your name, sailor?"