"Wouldn't miss it for the world," he grins, bending over to unlace his boots. It wouldn't do to just stomp on the other man's foot now. And he might as well take off the suspenders too. They'd just make it easier for Jack to grab onto him.
"Looks like you already got started," he adds, nodding to the bloodstains while he rolls up his sleeves. He doesn't see any wounds that would have dripped, but maybe they're from the other person. He doesn't care too much. He's just ready to do some damage. Let go of some of this angry energy that's been around for way too long.