"Dumb helps more, actually." And there was Jack's sense of humor. Somewhere. Somewhere very, very deep, right next to the relieved realization no one was going to yell at him for this. "It's complicated. But -- all right."

He could have at least told Mitchell not to answer the fucking door without looking.

"They're letting visitors see him." Which wasn't an invitation, since invitations weren't his to give, but it wasn't not one, either.