Jacob let his face cloud over at the answer. He didn't like it, although he currently had no proof toward his suspicions. It would not do to piss Abel off when he was probably the only one who could figure out how to kill the unkillable man. Running a hand through his hair, Jacob grimaced and tried to smooth out the greasy strands gone long untended for however long he had been captive.

"This place have a shower?" he asked. Even though he probably shouldn't even try taking a shower on his own right now, it was definitely a way to get some time alone while they waited for their food. He didn't want to imagine how scraggly he must have looked right now.