Jack was going to answer, before the shady-ish guy interjected in their conversation. He would be smiling as he spoke, knowing full well that he was discussing his supposed weakness outwardly. "Well, unless someone here has a cage that can hold me long enough to starve me while I'm not exerting myself, I don't think it really counts as a weakness." Addressing Violet once more, he would shrug a bit. "If someone here has a problem with me or the way I do things, it's probably because they're too uptight. I don't look for enemies, I just give everyone the chance to be friends. And I don't exactly have enough looks to skate through, nor will everyone think I'm funny. I'm just here to meet people and train away from civilians. And I already made one friend." Jack would smile at Violet. "Besides, I'm full of surprises ready to burst out at Mach 1."
As the guy sat and asked his question, Jack once again shrugged. "It's a big enough table. As long as Violet thinks it is." He would say glancing at her to see if she wanted more company.