A muffled noise comes from somewhere inside the shower, then Jack calls out from it, "Aye, fine as can be. Don't worry yourself about it." Well. Relatively fine. He'd rather not be in this situation to begin with, being essentially babysat and humiliated like this by a Capitolite, but such is his life now. Apparently.

None of which will stop him from adding, "As it happens to be, were you to fancy it, there's more than enough room for two in here." He's already figured it's gonna get him next to nowhere by this point, but Jack will never resist a chance to take a jab.

It'll be a couple minutes later when the water switches off. "D'you have me effects at hand?"