"You got it," He crossed his arms over his chest, following close by.

Jack knew how to play the game. Right now, as predicted, the bandits were acting downright psychotic. At the end of the day-- who was going to side with who? The former Vault Hunters that started the whole mess and are spewing tall tales with clear intentions of violence, or the man who was the victim in the entire situation who told just enough detail to gain himself sympathy?

He'd get his revenge. After seeing his death right before him before, Jack had become slightly sober to the fact that he couldn't rush into things. Did he want to kill Mordecai and murder Lilith? You bet'cha. But, in due time. Right now he was enjoying the fact that they were so irate about his existence on the ship, that it was enough to tide him over until he had the chance to destroy them both.