He smiled at Dirk's concern, squeezing Jane's hand with a nod to her. "It feels a bit tender but otherwise I'm good. I'm in good hands with Janey around that's for sure."

And just as he says that, the good hands dig good nails into him, making him wince a bit as he looks between her and Feferi. There was a definite tension in the air. Thick enough for even him to feel it.

But he was taken out of it a bit by Feferi seeming to not even register who he is, a crestfallen look appearing on his face as his head just rests against Jane's in defeat. "...The carnival? My food truck? You...nevermind."