[ That's a good point, really-- Jacob knows he can't argue it, although it doesn't stop him from reaching into his pocket to grab his phone for the flashlight anyway. He's gonna need the extra light, and he's not about to trust the yellow one swirling at his feet for that much. ]

Well-- we burn that bridge when we get to it, I guess. [ His tone's flat and matter-of-fact, like he's making the most casual observation possible. What other options are there? While they didn't know who all had actually gone into the station, it was safe to assume there'd at least been a few brave (or overeager) souls who'd taken the plunge. ] Look, I'm not a fan of getting into this sort of thing myself, but at least I know what I'm doing.
[ Sort of. He can handle himself alright, and that was the important part, here. ]