The hair off his neck is a relief, as is the actual order to the braid as opposed to the messy chaos that Cougar had managed for himself. He gives Jake a wary look when he's ordered up, because he knows Jake, he knows his plans, and he knows that sometimes, they are very bad plans that require a gun to get out of them.

Still, he thinks he'll trust him, at least a little. He gets up, digging through his things to find one of the boxes that things had come in, thinking about all the alcohol sitting in their cellar and wishing it were a little colder, so he could actually enjoy some of it. "What are we doing?" he asks, a touch amused and eager to see what Jake has in mind.