[Jack doesn't answer first, not until he can set Archie down somewhere that's clean enough. For the most part, he's not paying him much mind as he clears a space out, then pulls out a flask from his belt.]
Arch, you ain't got nothing to say I'll care about. Have a drink first, you'll need it. [He unscrew the top and brings it to his lips, bringing his head up if he needs it. Inside there's good old fashioned whiskey.]
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Arch, you ain't got nothing to say I'll care about. Have a drink first, you'll need it. [He unscrew the top and brings it to his lips, bringing his head up if he needs it. Inside there's good old fashioned whiskey.]