Jack felt like an asshole... he had finally fucking accomplished what the fuck he'd wanted, but not without crossing a line that he didn't think he would be crossing. For a minute he tried to tell himself that Jia would just have to fucking live with it, that he was going to be as big of an asshole as it took to get her to fucking leave him alone. She did deserve it after all. He knew that she deserved it, regardless of what had happened to her in the past, but at the same time, while she deserved him being an asshole to her so that she would go away, she hadn't deserved whatever it was that had happened to her in the past. No one deserved to be scarred like that... and to have something close to it happen to her a few days ago, he wondered exactly how it was that she had gotten through that whole ordeal and still remained sane. How was it that she'd not been freaking out hysterical at him and had still tried to nose her way into his past? A part of him wanted to know... but most of him didn't.
Even so, she told him anyway, his dark eyes glancing towards her as she let out the gory details of what had happened. Jack paused in his motion and listened to it, though the details were essentially somewhat vague. He wasn't sure what he was expecting though, the name of the guy so that he could go find him and kick his ass? It was probably lucky that Jia hadn't mentioned it to him or whomever the fuck it was would likely find himself on the terrorist watchlist and potentially the victim of some body cavity searches by misleading information soon. It would serve the mother fucker right... and even though Jia was a pacifist, Jack more than happily would go find him and beat the ever loving shit out of him if it meant getting back for what he'd done to her. She wouldn't appreciate something like that, but honestly, Jack probably would have done it if given the chance.
Her next words though made him close his eyes for a moment, they were so vulnerable in the way that they were asked. He knew that if he just told her that he thought that she was fucking hideous, she would go away from him, and just leave it at that... he just had to cross that last line, become a true and irredeemable fucking prick and she would finally go away and he'd have what it was that he wanted. Taking in a slow breath he paused a little and walked over and sat next to her on the bed looking at her for a moment as he reached out lightly and pulled her hands from her legs, then took the one that was burned lightly by the ankle, and slowly extended it out so the calf was over his legs.
She would feel his fingertips run along the scar quietly, without saying anything, a low, annoyed breath coming from him as he shook his head lightly. "I was waiting for you to freak so that you'd learn your lesson this time, Jia..." he muttered, using her real name instead of his nickname for her. He looked at her for a moment, and then back at her scar. "The only thing this did was point out the fact that you'd probably had enough pain in your lifetime already." He muttered and then looked down, pausing as his hands still ran up and down around the skin near her leg, then pausing he looked at her and scooted a little closer.
"I take it this is what you're so uptight about? That some dude is going to see this and what? Be grossed out or something? That's just stupid. Fuck, if anything you have a nice asshole detector built in... Any guy who takes a look at this and runs away isn't worth shit." Jack growled lightly, realizing that probably somebody already had at this point. "This wouldn't stop me from thinking you were hot..." Jack said softly, his hands trailing a little higher, blinking as they hit the edge of her panties.
And then, slowly she'd feel his fingers lightly start to brush over them again, touching her through her panties the way that he had a few moments ago, those fingers softly caressing her, exploring her most intimate area as he looked into her eyes to see how she'd react to it. He wasn't sure if he was doing it because he was horny or just to prove to her that he wasn't lying... but unless she stopped him, he wasn't going to stop... in fact, he was half tempted to push her down to the bed again...