Jack slept soundly for quite a while, only to wake up upon the smell of food in the kitchen. Slowly opening his eyes, he sat up and looked around to see that Rina was not on the couch anymore. She must be in the kitchen then. His vision was blurry though, but not too bad as he stood up, griping the arm of the couch to support him. He groaned a bit, the slight pain from the shock was still running through his body, but it would die down eventually. Forcing himself, he walked towards the kitchen, leaning in the doorway as he watched her move about.<br/><br/>"I see that you're up.." he spoke tiredly, rubbing the back of his neck. He then realized that he was still shirtless from earlier, and went to go look for his shirt that the idiots from earlier had taken from him. He picked it up, looking at it for a moment. On his body you could see the scars of where the taser made contact with the skin, how badly it affected him. Pulling the shirt over his head, fitting it onto his torso accordingly, he made it back into the kitchen. What should he say at a time like this? Sure he was surprised that Rina had stepped in when those men were torturing him, but he also didn't know what to make of it. His ears folded back against his head, his thoughts crowding his mind.<br/><br/>Lifting his eyes to look at Rina, he quietly muttered something. "Thanks.. for earlier.." Before turning his back to her, standing there in the doorway trying to collect his thoughts on what happened today. How did the first day here, turn into such a nightmare experience? He still hated humans, but, not so much Rina. It was small, very small, but it was the start of a possible friendship.