"Mate, you're a terrible liar. And I'm fit as a Mallee bull."

The last part maybe was a slight exaggeration. He could still be a little more susceptible to injury, but for all intents and purposes, his nap had done him good.

"C'mon." He kept his arms around Jack, straddling the rafter because while heights didn't exactly scare him, he certainly preferred to feel secure in his footing while he was up a ways. "Don't keep it all in."

Privately, he thought of what he'd learned on his quick trip away from the pole, and bit back a sigh at the thought. Bad news would have to wait. Jack was down enough as it was.