Jacob knows that Edward isn't quite okay yet. None of them are yet, none of them will be for a while, he's certain of that. But Edward has made him realise he's much better with the pirate than alone, and he's glad Edward feels the same way. But the best thing to do to keep their minds off those dreams is do something: something other than drinking. Fighting is a good start.

He pulls off his cap, tucking it into a pocket.

"I'll give you one of mine, greedy." He offers, and then takes a last swallow from the tankard, getting up. "I'll even let you have the big bastards."