Jack didn't say anything, he just turned to walk into the kitchen, taking his bowl and going over to sit across from Rina at the table. He tried to pay little mind to her as he ate the stew in silence. It was rather awkward between the two, but he didn't feel the need to say anything to her, besides, the two were just sharing a house together. Nothing more and nothing less, right? What he wanted to know, was why those guys from earlier came here just to torture him, weren't they employees of Mr. T? Then again, humans were unpredictable, so he shouldn't mind it too much. As he lifted his spoon, his hand was shaking a bit. Guess the shocks really took a toll on his nervous system. Powering through it, he remained quiet as he ate his dinner in silence, occasionally eating some bread.<br/><br/>"I'm sorry if I went too far..." he spoke, breaking the silence. "Biting you, that is.." He stopped eating, his spoon resting in his bowl with his hand shakily holding it. "Normally, I would be punished for doing such a thing. So, I won't mind it much if you punish me for the wrong I caused you. Say you will, because you must." Jack lifted his head to look at Rina for a moment, glancing at her bandaged arm. "I don't care what you do to me.." He lowered his head, his wolf like ears flicking about as he returned to eating his dinner. Upon finishing it, he got up to go wash the dishes, his back facing Rina. Jack wasn't necessarily a bad guy, he was just heavily guarded. Someone who protected their emotions fairly well.<br/><br/>After finishing up the dishes, he went to go dry his hands before glancing back over at Rina, as if waiting to see what she had decided. He was use to harsh punishments, so he would expect one no less. This was how he was, living like this all his life; his mindset was simple: If he does wrong, he gets punished. He won't accept anything less, instead he practically encourages it, since of course, he was just a slave after all.