Jack nods- ah, fuck it, he's going to talk anyway, so he nods.

"I get it." Jack says, about - well, "I get all of it, I mean, the help, the company, being alone with your thoughts."

He shrugs. "Sometimes people want to help, but sometimes it's the last thing you want, so... It's fine, whatever works for you."

Which in this case, is company. And he snorts a little.

"But company's easy, I can do that for you. Not a lot of pressing appointments on this ship, y'know?"