[ Jack finds it hard to believe that Reinhardt doesn't already keep himself plenty busy, and his intention hadn't been to encourage him to push himself even harder. They do both share the problem of not knowing how to do much other than fight. In theory, Jack has plenty of other skills that he'd picked up as strike commander, but that doesn't mean he wants to make use of them here. On the other hand, he's almost always in the mood to punch something or shoot something.

He huffs out a breath and shakes his head. ] Yeah, that makes two of us. [ And it's time for another swig of beer.

Reinhardt doesn't give Jack a good reason for why he doesn't want to try out healing magic, but it's not like he can blame him. This whole idea of magic still makes him a little uncomfortable too, useful as he's seen it be.

At the question, Jack narrows his eyes, studying Reinhardt for a few seconds. ] Sometimes I wonder. But Reinhardt, the shots really aren't that bad. They just sting for a second, and it'll save you a world of pain. [ Don't be such a baby!!! ]