Jack lets out a lighthearted chuckle as he floats closer to Brydum, his eyes and wings twinkling with mirth. "Brydum, my friend, you haven't had too many of Angrom's 'mountain spring waters' influencing your button-pushing decisions, have you?" he jests, a playful smirk playing on his lips. "But no matter, you've done us all a favor to show how we can handle unexpected guests with such finesse!"
Jack considers Zeth's suggestion about the battle formation, and responds, "Going forward, I reckon those clad in scale mail and the finest dwarven armor might take the lead. Meanwhile, I'll hover just a whisper away, ready to unleash a frosty surprise on anything that dares challenge our might." Jack’s lighthearted nature aims to keep everyone's spirits high.