The canine clinging to the pike seemed delighted by his surprised reaction. Had the situation been reversed, Jackson knew he would be unable to contain his laughter. Ever the prankster, that boy. Yet the youth was beginning to realize he didn’t like being on this side of the situation all that much. He frowned up at the girl in the wolfskin cloak as she leaned down for a better look at him. Well, damn, so much for a little solo exploration.
She laughed at him some more before speaking, which only served to further displease the boy who’d been caught red-handed sneaking around. He tried to save some of his dignity by playing it off, huffing as he crossed his legs in front of him. As cerulean eyes studied the Inferni girl, he began to realize that there was something… off about her. She seemed… really, really small. The way she clung to the pike had hidden the fact from him at first, but the more he looked at her, the more apparent it was. Dang, had Jackson ever been that small? Hey man, who’s to say I didn’t mean to sit down here in the first place. Take a nice little break. Long way from home, ya know? He fiddled with his staff. Great excuse there, Jackson. Real convincing.