Jack looked at her, noting the anger on her face, and started laughing harder. He went for a few more seconds, then said in gasps, "Aw... di- ha ha, did I hurt heh heh your little feelings?" Jack immediately moved his hand under his chin and looked as though he was in serious thought. After a second or two, he snapped his fingers, a small flame coming off as he did, and said happily, "I know! I'll hurt the rest of her! Then she won't be focused on how bad she feels! And after I finish and we're all better, I'll admit to having a really good time doing it." Jack set his shotgun down and held both his hands out to the side. His smile had turned more sadistic as his brow furrowed. Flames danced to life around and above his hands as he said, "Let's play catch. I love that game! It's a real manly game to play, wouldn't you agree?"