He laughs, startled. "Do you? Shit I need to-- no, no that would b way too fucking creepy."

Too much like Them and he just-- shit he can't even believe his mind went there. What the fuck. He rubs his hair and looks out the window, feeling cagey again, even if Ghost is an amazing car and even if he's with his beautiful fucking husband.

He manages to breathe and he looks at Jack again, puts on a smile.

"I guess I could use the break," he admits.