Jack shrugged, taking a step back to give Ennis space under the pretext of going to look in the fridge. Finding a rack full of good beer, he pulled a couple out, passing one off to the other man.
"S'half yours. Y'don't like something, change it. I don't really give a damn," He tried to play that off as nonchalance, to make it sound less like he was desperate for the other man to stay.