[ And lightning, he almost adds. That wouldn't help though, would it?

The admission doesn't seem to phase him. Maybe because he already guessed this was the case when he asked the question, from the way Jack had reacted just moments ago when he realized the cause of his memory lapse. He holds Jack's gaze, who will find him unyielding, but sympathetic. ]

Your power is dangerous, I get it. And these lapses doubly so. I know what it's like not to be able to trust your own mind. [ He lifts his hand to softly cup the side of Jack's face. ]

If you can't trust yourself, at least trust me. There's nothing to reconsider. I'm happy with where I am.

[ He's aware of the issue now, so he knows what signs to look for. He gives a small shrug. ]

Besides, who else should I bunk with? Lucifer?

[ He lets his hand drop to his side, then he goes to sit on the bed, reaching into the nightstand for a spare cloth. ]

This man you killed - was that the first time you took a life?