Jack shakes his head a little. "Nah, I get it. Had a friend or two like that." He doesn't really need to know about Chiaki's nature. The thought process still makes sense, and if it were Toshiko here, she'd probably be saying something similar.

"I-"

Whatever Jack was about to say gets cut off, as what appeared to be a mound of snow ahead of them rumbles and moves. The snow falls away from the slow-rising form in chunks, gradually revealing the form of a Golem. Big and bulky and hard to tell if it's made of stone or steel, but definitely a creature disturbed by their arrival. Jack knows it's time to draw his sword, eyebrows raised in surprise.

"Much more predictable, hunh?"