It was difficult for Glen to cross so quickly, but he managed, and pulled Jack's left arm high behind his back. Glen wrapped the other around Jack's body, sliding to the front to hold his chin up. He kissed the back of his neck once before whispering, "Did I say you could leave, Jack? You, after all, did say earlier that you clean up your own messes, did you not?" There was no malice, but there was no affection either. Glen did not want to show affection, even if it may have been tugging in the back of his mind to set Jack straight.