Standing up and dusting himself off, Jacob nodded at Jade, smiling at her and the Guardian who had joined them to make sure they were alright. Jacob's wounds were mostly superficial or minor, but when he thought about it, he had really acted recklessly. He could have made a barrier, or teleported out of the way of the flames. Instead, he leaped right through them like some kind of stupid action hero. Well, what was done was done. He'd have to remember this for another time, though. If he was dealing with other Wanderers, he couldn't take any chanced. It wasn't like fighting regular humans, which he had gotten used to. 

Turning to get a look at the girl who had first been attacked, Jacob saw Mable nearly collapsed and being supported by one of the Guardians. Good, they were taking care of everybody. When Ashlynn got up and started walking away, Jacob almost went after her, but stopped when Mable did just that, electing to watch as he slowly walked over to his jacket, picking it up and putting it back on his body. It was true that she hadn't thanked Mable, and that the risk of another attack was still present. "Little lady's got a point, there. Those guys are tough-tougher than I would have dared dream. Wouldn't shock me if they came back, especially after all that weird business they were talkin'. Any clue as to why they were calling you 'Mother'?" 

Rolling his arms in a circle, he approached Mable and gave her a smile. "I recognize you. Same guild, we are. Mable's the name, right? Don't remember if we ever been formally introduced. Jacob Rockwell." He inclined his head towards Ashlynn, continuing. "Don't go getting yourself all worked up over someone else too much, now. Even if she don't wanna thank you, what's it matter? You helped her, you know that, she knows that. Some people don't like to admit they owe somebody something. Some people don't acknowledge this stuff as a matter of pride. Met a few folks like that myself. Ain't a thing wrong with it, so don't you go worrying over it more than ya have to."