When he is pulled suddenly under Tony's arm, it is highly unexpected, to say the lease. Jacob's eye becomes wide and he just sits there for a second. Was he getting mugged? Kidnapped? Being mistaken for a girl? Wait... When he realises nothing is going on, especially to his previous suspicions, a light blush crosses his face. He takes a few mental notes of the weird feelings he gets, being smaller than Tony - thoughts of his family, how tiny he actually is, how arm wrapping should probably be his job to help out defenseless girls or kids. And yet, the arm is comforting. Maybe he should try looking into a dating life when he gets home. His awkward thought process causes him to stammer.

"R-right. I live in Woodend, in an apartment. I'll let you know where to make turns."

Jacob takes a breath, releases some of the tension out of his chest, and lets Tony walk him to his doorstep.