Jesper may be used to being wicked and plotting at the same time but for Kaz this is all new territory. He has to remember to breath before he passes out. He has to not let himself become so caught up on particularly soft stretch of Jesper's skin that he doesn't forget they're supposed to be having a talk.

One that has important components because even as he makes that point about the Summoned and what they need to make a stand.

"I can tell you how I did it but I suspect it's not the way you and most want to do it. If they won't give you a position of power, you take it."

Exactly as Kaz had done over the years. Strength, destruction, violence as needed. A lot of violence, and need was a strong word.

Of course, if he wanted to talk about position of power and destruction. His eyes seem to darken in an instant. In his mind's eye he can see what Jesper is saying he wants and he aches for it in ways he doesn't even know if he Kaz Brekker has words for.

"You're a fast learner when it comes to using your power and destroying others," he murmurs softly. "Though remember you asked for this when you get what you want."

A body so pale, damaged in so many ways, with a raw strength that came from so many kind of hunger and determination. Not exactly what he imagines to be someone's desire though.

"You don't mean here on our maps though, do you?"

He isn't saying no, he's just... worried about desires he doesn't want to deny and hard work.