"I don't doubt that, handsome thing like you-" Jacob begins to reply but he can feel tension in the man tied to him and its all he can do to stop and turn to look as Marty turns to him. Something is wrong. The air around them has changed and its not simply because he called another man handsome.

Jacob blinks, letting Marty try and find the words he wants to use, brows raising as he begins to make some sense. Although really they don't make any sense at all.

"My name?" He repeats, perplexed, and looks at the stone. It doesn't have his name on it, at all. But Marty is looking at it woth such confusion that Jacob believes him. It was there, now it isn't.

"There was a stone with your name on it. It said something but I didn't get a good look. But it wasn't something nice, I'll bet. That stone say something bad about me?"

He's sure it says something hideous.