[ Jack looks like he's considering tossing Rhys a rude gesture, but. Elizabeth is here now, so he refrains. He still scoffs with irritation, but it's mild and petty instead of anything to be concerned about. ]

Oh, ha ha hah. [ This is an incredibly dry, sarcastic laugh. ] Look, I'm not the one that used that goddamn song as encryption, so now you have to suffer like I suffered. I had to listen to that for ages. From a Claptrap. That is Hell.

[ He has to get that petty jab in and also just hate on Claptraps... Jack sighs, then looks back to Elizabeth as his expression relaxes. ]

Anyways, not that he made it easy, but told you I'd find him. Safe and sound.