Jack couldn't help but laugh a little more at her as she tried to berate him on the fact that he was going to psychologically damage the squirrel. "Oh noes, not psychologically damaging... then he'll have to see... a squirrel psychologist... who'll tell him... he's nuts... and he'll be worried about his family trying to eat him!" Jack was almost out of breath laughing, even though it was something of a bad pun. "Okay, okay, bad pun... but seriously, you really think that something with a mind thiiisss big...." he held his thumb and forefinger a small bit apart, "really is going to be psychologically scarred by a bolt of lightning getting thrown at it. I mean, the thing probably has to deal with cats and dogs chasing it all day long, I think a little jolt here and there that didn't even hit him is right his alley."
After his laughter died out from her little movement, he raised his eyebrows a little at her. "A bit jumpy, there, Thumper? Trust me, if someone were trying to throw lightning at you for real, a jump to the side wouldn't help you. Unless you could jump away far enough not to be the best conduit to the ground. Lightning is one lazy bitch that way, but fucked if we aren't all, even you, if you won't admit it..." his dark eyes watched her a little as she looked at him warily. It was a look he was used to, he was dangerous, of course, and that attracted and repulsed people, sometimes both. Though, she still seemed to be of the mindset that looks would prevent him from actually acting the way that he wanted to.
"I tell you what, Gidget, if I get attacked by Chip N Dales rescue rangers, I promise to not blame anyone but myself. And Disney for trying to milk a successful cartoon duo to death." He smirked a little more and took a step closer to him. This time she seemed to be staying her ground, which of course made things horribly more interesting for him. That meant that she was challenging her own instinct to flee, which of course meant that he would need to try a bit harder. Of course, making fun of her now would probably work, and she'd give him some sour look, but honestly, what sort of fun would it be to have her just storm off with her nose up in the air when he could do that AND get a slap out of it in the process too?
"Ah, but there's a flaw in your argument. Animals aren't people, but people ARE animals. Trying to hold ourselves to a higher standard is really, really just lying to ourselves. We go on about this and that and Martha Stewart makes a colon cleanser out of crystal light and some dilluted bleach, but at the end of the day, we're all just a squirrel trying to get a nut. I just happen to be the squirrel that shoots lightning." Jack paused there. This was getting dangerously close to Pokemon territory, and if she compared him to Pikachu he was seriously going to be upset. Not with her of course, but with himself for taking it there. Then again, the way that she was looking at him she seemed as if she was the sort who had been homeschooled all her life.
"So, the lady does have a sense of humor, even a little bit of a twisted one, but has some sort of nature freakiness to her. Clearly was scarred by something before, or else you wouldn't have thought that I actually was going to throw lightning at you, a living breathing person. Or perhaps you identify yourself more with nature than anything else. Didn't freak out about the lightning, so that means you're pretty comfortable with abilities, which probably means you have one or two up your sleeve of your own." he said as he stepped closer. "No pointy ears though, so you're not an elf. I'm guessing either Nyad, Dryad... or some bastard child of Demeter." he said, tilting his head.
And then he took a step closer to her, uncomfortably close as he lightly draped his hands around her neck, crossing them behind. She could easily duck underneath them, but then, he could easily grab her too, if he chose to. He smelled rather strongly of alcohol, but not so much that it was overpowering, just an odd scent for one to have. He smiled a little dangerously at her. "See, this is the downside of playin brave, Gidget... sometimes, the big bad lightning man has no sense of social decorum and is just willing to violate your personal space in broad daylight."