That is an interesting approach and one that Jack does understand. "I feel that way too sometimes, about the monsters we hunt. They do try to hurt people so we have to act, but that doesn't mean every single one of them is evil. Some of them could just be people like us." And his fathers understand that too, they have friends that are the same species or type of creature that they hunt, but it can be a pretty black and white situation.

Jack hates killing anything, even when it's necessary. It never feels good. Protecting people feels good, but the death itself, there's a weight to it. Especially people he's killed who didn't deserve it.

Jack leans forward so he can see the bright substance, fascinated by it. He finds people so interesting, and that Eight can do something he's never heard of before, it's very cool. "I know that it can be a lot, to be the only one. Maybe one of your friends is here. We could look for them."