Ah, it's no fun if there's not a little bit of teeth.

[ Flammability hadn't even crossed Jack's mind, but it was something to think about. He bends down, picking up a twisted-looking branch and taking a moment to brush it off of dirt and small... what he assumes are bugs. ]

Well if you're really that worried, we don't have to stay long. You gonna be all right? We can turn back now if you want.