Jack smiled and nodded. "So far, no not yet. I can take a bullet and it might kill me but I won't stay dead, not for too long anyways, from what I can tell." It wasn't something he liked to do but it had always come in handy during intergalactic fights. His mind was still a bit fuzzy on some of that.
"Can you? Fascinating. He looked up at the light bulb breaking and then watched as she pulled it all together in her hand, the great energy growing and his eyes widened in admiration for such a skill and talent. "I bet that could be useful as well," he said but frowned. "They keep killing me in different ways, seeing how fast I revive. I think it will only be a success when they find the thing that won't."
Jack held out for her tentatively, putting and arm on her shoulder. "In the right circumstances, I think so. I also think this could be one of those times. I'm all for getting out of here if you are."