He pressed his lips together in a thin line at Jim, not that he didn't expect some answer like that. And really, he had to give Poe a rather sour look as well. Great. Two of them. A matched set. "So glad there are two of you to bravely throw themselves into the abyss." He grumbled something to saying hi to the devil when they got there, but thought better of it and kept it to himself.

Still, he's glad someone understood the idea he was getting at as well as the concern when Beverly turned the question to Loki. And god, sometimes he really wished he could be as carefree as these people seemed to be about everything. Arching a brow slowly at the 'god', he rolled his eyes at the deduction. "No kiddin', Sherlock."

Shaking his head, he did at least feel a bit thankful to see the light created to go down into the dark hole and illuminate some of it. "Fine. But if you get down there, and you can't see the ground still? Don't do something stupid and let go of the rope in some stupid leap of faith, ya hear me?" Which he had a feeling Jim would just cut the rope if he hit the bottom and still didn't touch ground. And the idea sent a chill up his spine in worry.