Andras smiled, "Doesn't want the start of a serial killer period. Our job might be to deal with them but that doesn't mean we look forward to them happening."
Andras watched Jack more than his hand after his 'accident'. Agrat had said blood was one of Jack's things and it was interesting to see exactly how drawn the man was to it. The mist thing was new. He wasn't sure what it meant but knew that it was a sign of something stirring and that was always good. He shook his head, "Was never any good at multi-tasking.." why he could never even do more than one deal at a time even when he was a demon in diapers. Figuratively speaking.
He bit his bottom lip for a moment observing the damage to his hand and then looked in Jack's eyes when he got ready to take care of it. Oh do continue doctor, there is nothing Andras did to suggest Jack should stop. He looked a little embarrassed, "A wonder how I ever made it through training without killing anybody."