[Legs could have crossed, but instead he rested his heels on the short "coffee" table, angles crossed as he at least looked relaxed. Even tilted his head back with a slow exhale of breath. There were some things that he just didn't want to unpack when it came to whatever the hell was going on here between Reyes and himself.

He used claws to brush back through his hair, ruffling some of it up and other parts combed down.]

He could- but it's something to think over if you want to hold on to it or not. Honestly, he might take you up if you asked and he was feeling generous. [Jack knew he could mend and patch, but he couldn't sew to the extent that Reyes could.] Otherwise- well, already know he's a capable fighter, too.