After catching the beer Jacque watched with two parts confusion and one part amusement as Krait rejected the idea of taking off her mask and briskly walked out of the room. "Wow, you really take that whole secret identity thing serious don't you?" he said aloud to his team mate before setting the bottle on the ground next to his own. Jacque couldn't quite understand the big deal, however it was to be expected from someone who's true identity couldn't be figured out as easily. Out of the entire group, he was the likely only one who could most easily go out in public without fear of recognition, after all, the others all showed their true faces in public with the exception of Nic and Krait, even then though, they only wore masks, something that could be removed and allow the wearer's identity to be revealed. Jacque was different, there was no mask to remove when he transformed, no one would ever assume that the hulking brute that dispensed pain to foe and friend alike was ever a human being.