[ At the very least, Juvia is hardly alone in being momentarily overwhelmed by Jack being... himself. To call him talkative is a vast understatement, since it's more like he seems to be in love with his own voice with how animatedly and how easily he talks. Though at least he falls into a short silence as he watches Juvia haul the guy up. Very short, since as soon as her expression brightens, his grin widens. ]

Great! Good to hear it. And—

[ He smacks the guy on the back, and not at all gently. ]

You two are in luck, because I can give you a personal escort. Since, y'know, lunch break's probably over. Or whatever. So! Why don't all three of us just mosey on over to where we can get this fella off to Intake?