Jake didn't turn himself around until he was sure Feferi had become more clothed, shaking his head as he rubs at his eyes. This woman was too much to handle and he barely even knew her. Lord have mercy if he were to get to know her better. Which honestly when she wasn't being a whirling force of attempting to kill him, she was nice to be around. He'd just have to get better at handling the deathly times.

But something else caught his attention as he felt...It was hard to ever explain. But he had felt this before with Dirk at the cafe after his incident...and when he had been talking to Jane. Like something negative was just sucking in the light around an area...and he realized it was just a soft feeling coming from Jane. She was losing hope about something.

So he walked himself over and clasped her shoulder with his hand, giving a squeeze and then a thumbs up with the other. "I'd love to spar with ya, Janey! And...uh..." He glanced over his shoulder, leaning in and regarding her with caring eyes, voice soft for just her to hear. "...you okay there? You seem a bit...down."