Her preference to nature over man made structures was understandable. His love was equal between them. The night sky was a good memory with his mother and the building of structures was his own escape from his father's wrath as a child. Jack would only be uneasy at bars which he avoided at all costs. He could handle a billiard or bowling alley. That was his limit of social drinking.

"Practice," he answered through a small smile at her comment about construction workers standing on scaffolding. Jack had been on beams once or twice that belonged to skyscrapers with no harness. He didn't recommend it to anyone. Neither did he recommend rock climbing without gear though he had done that in the past as well.

He followed her to the couch and sat comfortably close to Jane. Jack skipped a sip of coffee and took a large bite of his dessert, cream remnants left over the stubble on his lip and chin after. He nodded and moaned appreciatively while chewing. "Mmm...that IS good. Now I wish I would've gotten a couple of extras," he uttered after swallowing his bite.