[ He shakes his head - no - though maybe it's just as much an attempt to shake this off. It's fucking frustrating and a part of him wants to just press on and see what happens but if something would happen he'd never be able to live with himself. Even if Jack would be back in a flash, he can't do this anymore. Ducking his head, Spike pushes off the pool table and makes some distance, back turned to Jack as he rakes his fingers back through his hair.
They'll have to pick this up some other time, looks like. ]