Jack nearly felt the urge to playfully 'orly' her statement on sleeping somewhere other than her bed, but then remembered the particulars on that. He was a fucking idiot, not only for that, but because she was right on basically everything she'd said. Instead he nodded, glad she was willing to take over.
"Okay...uh, here. Let me..." He swallowed and cleared his throat as he stood, starting to clear up the mess on the floor so they could lay out the sheet. Even as he did he realized what a dumb idea it had been to try. Normal skyscraper glass was almost impossible to break, and even the one time that guy in Toronto fell to his death was because the actual frame popped out.
"Thanks, Kai," he added as he piled the wood into a corner, unable to look at her. When he did glance over, it was to look at her bag, trying to do what he did best and lighten the mood, even if he wasn't entirely feeling it at the moment. "How much makeup do you have in that thing?"