Well, Sky wasn't sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing considering Jack's very skewed view of reality. "Wish I could say the same," he replied, 'about the knowing you bit." He cleared his throat. "Not the nice to meet you bit because it is." Beat. "Nice to meet you." His brow furrowed. "I'm usually much more clear and concise in my speech." He tried to offer her a smile.
He just hadn't expected to run into one of Jack's friends while out and about. Especially since he'd just lied to Jack about meeting someone out here. And, no doubt, Jack was pouting and huffing and being...well, Jack at the moment.
"Jack doesn't talk much," he said. "Well to me. He'll say things in passing but not enough for me to be able to paint a picture, you know?"