Moving to kneel by the fireplace, Jacob grabs up some of the logs they've stacked beside the fireplace to help the stoke the fire. The room isn't really warm but the chill is definitely taken off the room from the fire they keep going.

"She's my sister. She was in this place before I was. Glad to hear it though," he says, finding it standard to just say that, to just say don't tell her. Just because it's part of the man he is. "That's the million dollar question, isn't it?"

And with that he pulls up his arm to send a text to her through the odd little device. "Things like this normal to you?"