[Nero gives him a Look that says, quite succinctly, I seriously question that statement, buddy.

Look at him. Nero's seen quarts of skim milk with more protein. And while a few muscles are not exactly a marker of strength, there is not a lot about Jack that implies anything otherwise. So unless he's got the heart of a god and the ass of a demon, he's --

A guy who subsists on coffee and insomnia, probably.

If Nero wasn't so focused on the fact he's getting that Jerry owes him already, he might've realized he'd sort-of recognized him too. Maybe. Like -- someone's face he saw in his peripheral once.]

Getting kidnapped by a cult and subjected to ritual-by-mushroom is not the worst thing you've gone through? [Man. He shakes his head. Normally he would roll his eyes, but --] Yeah, me either. Got eaten by a statue once. Way worse.

Too bad for your whole solitude gig, though. I already promised Jerry I would, and he's... checking stuff out for me, I guess.