With a grin that felt as if it had not touched his face in days, rather than just an hour or two, Jack was pleased to see that she removed her shoes as well. "How do they feel?" he spoke, specifically meaning her feet. Being shoeless in the middle of chaos did not seem like the best prospect for uncut skin, especially among all the broken and shattered glass and marble.
Eve took one of the cards out of his hand, as he nodded. "Yeah, I'm a geek, I admit it." Still, his tone was nothing less than himself in the fact that he enjoyed his science fiction and action, and was not about claim otherwise. Eve's smile turned sad, and it was not hard to guess that she was thinking of her brother. Leaning over the table to cup her jaw in one hand, brushing his thumb over his cheek, he looked her dead in the eye. "You'll see him soon Eve." As much honest belief and reassurance he could find was wrapped up in those five words.
To dispel the momentary downturn in mood, especially because neither of them could really know how everything would turn out, although Jack was hoping for the golden happiness of the best, he shuffled the cards. "Depends on the game." He would have suggested Speed, but he figured that it would be a bit much to expect that amount of coordination out of them both. "What do you think, Poker or Egyptian Rat Screw?"