Jake is doing the best he can to be careful, to not endanger himself more and upset Cougar. So he breathes shallowly, not risking inhaling the dust through the clothe that covers his mouth.

He grins though behind the mask at that question, the corner of his eyes crinkling. "With this? Hoping to manufacture something that you can use to throw them or shoot them at anyone or thing dangerous. It's hard to attack if you're intangible. Also going to see if I can manage to distill the oil from Magdalena to use as a depressant to stop others. There's also the dust moths, and several others I'm considering for you."

He glances up, considering him for a minute. "You ever use a regular bow?"