Jackal's mind was swimming. So much was happening and he was having issues keeping it all straight, something he was never comfortable with. Robots, lost treasure, death, deceit, it was like he was living in a Pre-Fire motion picture of some kind. But then again most of his adult life was like that.
At least he had Ezra, by his side. He loved her dearly, and every second away was almost painful. But still his mission kept pushing up from the back of his mind. Through the worries and idle fantasies, reasserting it's importance. He must reach the treasure of the lost mountain and he must reach it with with Ezra and Sammy, he simply must.
With a slight growl he finishes fastening his supplies to Vash's back and led the dusty beast to the tunnel entrance with the rest of the caravan. He gave the creature a sugar cube to enjoy and went to Ezra's side. The tunnels would be too narrow for anyone to ride so all would be walking, as he got close he noticed the apprehension on the woman's face and saw the blood. With a knitted brow he pulled out his handkerchief and dabbed the blood with it smiling. "Don't damage those lips too much, I may need to kiss them later. What's got you chewing on yourself?"