Jacob watches, head turned slightly towards Five, watching him think as he swallows, watching how he looks at something Jacob can't see- a past, a family, horrors untold that Five has battled through. Are things really no better? Are they worse? The end of the world isn't something Jacob has ever sparred much thought about, and what little he has considered isn't so much the destruction of human civilisation, but the end of the planet. After all, that's the world, isn't it? Maybe he's got that wrong.

"Is it really as bad as what you've experienced before?" He asks, because truly, he didn't think it was all that bad here. He's not been here long he'll admit, but he quite likes Ephes. Apart from the undead at the gates and the horrible mangled corpses.

He pauses, thinking back to what little he does know about the young man next to him, about the fact Five's father has brought them up to save humanity or... something like that. About the fact they keep failing to do that. But perhaps they actually keep succeeding, and it's the rest of humanity letting them down.

"You might be counting your chickens before they're hatched. We're not there yet. Things might turn out different. And if they don't, you've got the experience. You've got through five apocolapses. Thats five more than anyone else I've ever met. You'll get through another."