[ Jack spins around immediately at the sound of Pitch's voice, pinpointing his eyes peering out from the shadows. A moment later, the rest of him emerges, prompting Jack to take a couple of steps back, scowling.

He laughs then, a little harsh, a little nervous. ]

Oh, you've done plenty. Maybe not here, and maybe not now, but I think I've learned from experience that you've always got a second motive for everything. Fool me twice, shame on me, right?