"Rebekah came to me and I didn't destroy her." He could only assume he was speaking of Rebekah, since he did not know how linked Katherine was with the Mikaelsons as well. "Nor would this be the first time that I touched her in the last three hundred years, so you are a bit late to the game, sire."
Jack glanced up the stairs, he could hear Mac at the next set that led up to her room in the roof of the house. Of course, the young pup would want to hear the argument, her wanting to know more about her vampire master. "Only the ones that needed a place to stay for a while." He ignored the underlying context of his sire's comment with a derisive smirk that matched the other vampire.
"Would you like some tea?" He asked, dark eyes still matched to light ones as he stepped down off the bottom step in front of his sire. Jack was ready for the fight. His own violence could be matched by that of his sire's, it was more a matter of how one went about it that was different.