Jack sighing at all the fuss still wasn't enough to stop Balthazar from worrying about his eye-patched partner. The world was cruel and full of bastards out to get them. It was just the deep set need to protect partly coming from his celestial nature of being an angel. Those who protected. Still, Jack seemed fine for the moment as he walked out to finish taking care of the horses.

"Such fine creatures you have there, Jack. Have they got names? I don't think I've asked this before."

Balthazar walked up to the horses, gently stroking the nearest one's muzzle gently. They looked strong and more than capable of supporting the Diamond Dogs through Hunger City. Turning back to the twins and Donya, the angel offered them comforting smiles.

"Do you need me to fly any of you or all of you up to the top? Because I'm more than willing to do that."

Since Jack might still be weak no matter how "fine" he says he is.