That gives Jacob pause. He frowns, trying to study Flynn's face.

He wasn't expecting that. That was the first time he'd encountered any kind of...goodness...he supposed, in Flynn. Maybe that was the old Flynn's memories leaking through.

Maybe there was a way to break through to him? Or maybe this was just the last vestiges of a man lost to...to whatever Norfinbury had been.

"...yeah." He says slowly. "Yeah, I'm tired anyway." And with that, he turns away as well, heart and mind heavy with a...lot to think about.