"Oh it was as much selfish as it was for you," Jack assures him with a slightly more impish cast to his grin. "I like hugs, you see. I like them even better from my friends." He pats Serph's shoulder, intending to imply Serph is officially one of those friends, and steps back again to collect the bowl and bag of cookie crumbles. "Though it was also somewhat for you. Everyone should have a little comfort in their lives, I think. Especially after a night like that."