She nods in agreement with Bane, speaking softly to the tinkerer, "He still protected you, putting himself between you and that tank. Clearly, he doesnt dislike you as much as you fear he might."


Jeb clears his throat, "The tank operator set it to self destruct. a few of us were caught in the blast. We havent lost anyone though."

Jacob chuckles softly, "If I may speak frankly, my prince, I don't want to hear that from you. This is minor discomfort, I can handle it."