[ Jack is literally only taking this well out of a combination of adrenaline and not looking in a mirror. When he does, he'll probably cry because he's a stupid baby. Even so, as Elizabeth leads the way away from the immediate and somewhat bloody scene, Jack is reaching up to touch the wound tenderly even though he winces every time. It's at that point that it's starting to sink in, so by the time she starts to describe it, he groans out a noise like he's been deeply emotionally wounded by this turn of events. ]

I don't want a story to tell my kid! Ughhh, Liz, this is awful, I'm- I'm gunning for CEO! How- How can I be CEO with a face li—

[ Oh, that compliment shuts him up quickly. Jack pauses and draws his hand away from his face, then just finishes lamely: ]

...Wait, d'you think so? [ ]