Jax nodded his head. "Trust me, Sir... I wouldn't have left him if I didn't think he was secure." His life (and his injuries), weren't worth his weight in gold... especially not if the man got free. No, he wasn't going anywhere, anytime soon. He nodded his head and held out a single hand to shake Van's with. "Thank you." 'For everything', went unsaid, but it was an unspoken agreement between the men. "I will see you tomorrow, Sir." He smiled at him once more before throwing a hand of power onto the fire and stepping into as he said the password.

Travelling through floo with broken ribs...? Wouldn't recommend it.