"Probably isn't all that comforting." Jack assured her, trying to laugh it off despite the fact that the situation wasn't all that funny. Not that he never wanted to see her let loose and get a little tipsy, but this was different. Nothing about this was right.
He held both of his arms out to help keep her steady just in case, but he didn't immediately move to offer her more support. If she wanted to try to walk, he'd let her to a certain point. He glanced around momentarily for Daphne, wanting to somehow relay to her that whatever plans they'd unofficially made for later were likely on hold, but he couldn't pick her out in the crowd. Instead, he turned his attention back to Evie, offering her another smile, easying her away from her seat and toward the doorway. "Come on, Yucker. Just hold on to me and go easy and slow."