Jack knows that Eridan's answer came far too late for it to be a straight one. He notices the fidgeting, notices that something's on the other's mind, something that he doesn't want to talk about. So. He doesn't.

He shoves his hands in his pockets, rocking on his feet slightly. "Okay," he says, because what else is there to say. And promptly moves on.

"Haven't seen you around in a while," he says.