"Might have one or two. Been running low lately and I haven't gotten any more lately," Jax admits. He doesn't mind sharing for a price but he figures someone with a gouge in his head gets a pass on the payment. He frowns a little at the mention of his head being as seen to as it's going to get and shrugs.

"We've got doctors here, you know. You could go see one. Still, I'll share the whiskey. Last that I've got, though, so savor it."