Aw. Jack smiles at the description and John's clear affection for the man. "And I will look for your friend, too." He might continue on asking if anyone vaguely matching that description is named Arthur for a while.

He glances back at the garage, himself, looking town. "I would, except I don't know if all these cars and their magical shield are going to stay here," Jack admits. "And I am pretty sure I would not last very long on my own. I will stay as long as we can, though, yes, and I am trying to move through the cars and look for him before whoever is driving, er, all this, decides to start moving again."