Jack had been momentarily distracted by a particularly fine looking gentleman walking down the street and not heard Sergi snarl out the name 'Robin Hood.' If he had, an eyebrow would have raised followed by a full out belly laugh. Instead, Jack's attention was focused firmly on the rear of man who passed by.
Very nice.
“Jack, do you know where I can find Hood?”
Hood? As in the Hood? Was this slightly insane man looking for a shady neighborhood? It was a bizarre request and one that Jack wasn't sure he wanted to ask the man to elaborate on. There was just something... off about it all. Very very off. In fact, Jack wasn't exactly certain he wanted to be around this Sir Guy anymore. Sergi, if he was looking for the Hood and wielding a sword was probably looking for trouble... and trouble didn't sit well with Jack.
Leave him to his own thing and that be that.
"Maybe..." Jack paused. What sort of answer was he going to give him. Jack didn't exactly know where the Hood was. Did the City even have a particularly dodgy neighborhood? "you could check down by the docks?" That sounded like a good enough answer. In most cities they were a dodgy area where things happened with mafia men throwing people off them with their feet in buckets of concrete.