Jacen glanced from the two Slayers in front of him, to his Queen by his side.
"Even the most seemingly unstoppable wars can be won," he commented dryly. "And the people here, all of them, they are some of the strongest I have ever known. Enemies from all sorts of worlds have come here to this city and they've kept fighting them back, no matter what the cost."
"Plus," he smirked, the Solo streak showing through. "I know how kriffing stubborn Slayers can be. I can't imagine you girls ever just giving up."
It was as close to a pep talk as the former Sith Lord was ever likely to give out and he simply shrugged, more at ease now it seemed the punching part of the conversation was over.
"Now, I want coffee," he stated easily, finally moving from his position against the wall to wander casually across the room to the kitchen side. "Anyone else wanting one, just shout now. And that does include you," he offered Buffy an easy smile before resuming in the kitchen direction where the caffiene was.