Jacob considers Tony's words a moment as he indicates the rubble battle. "I'm not worried about it." Maybe he should be, he has no defense magic as far as he knows. Protecting himself or anyone else could well be out of the question if this happened again. And it's impossible to predict if it can or will, if any memories that intense remain for Tony to discover. But, he'd rather exude confidence and support his friend. That's what you do in this situation. And running scared is the furthest thing from Jacob's mind.

"It'll be alright. I don't think this is something you need to worry about for repeat performances." He can only hope he's right, and that he sounds just as reassuring about it.

Jacob watches Lady come out of hiding, glad she's alright. He picks up the bag and holds out his hand to Tony, to help him up and support him. Maybe handing him the hardest liquor right off the bat was a bit of a poor idea, but he's not going to let him get blackout drunk in a deserted area. Coming back to Locke after all that, he's not sure if thugs hide here or not, and he'd rather not find out.

"Easy does it. Come on, let's get to the teleporter."