Jacob pants, that hurt and he leans rests his hands on his knees for a second, looking up with murder in his eyes.

"If anyone's got an annoying face around here it's you! I can't believe you, man!? You just sold him like a--like a thing!? And you turned him immortal--I can't believe this..." he trails off, muttering to himself.

Then he looks up, an idea hitting him quite suddenly, the realization only now just approaching.

"...you don't need me anymore. We won. You can let me go and..."

And maybe I can see Jones.