jack was beginning to gain sanity again, and he hated it. being the one person who knew what true emotional pain was, laughing and crying while hanging from a building wasn't the sanest thing, but being held by the greatest bully he knew all too well- he couldnt thank any more than already done. so as he stared up into bruces eyes, not knowing the man behind the mask, there was a comfort even in his stone cold voice that was threatning even by itself.