Jack came damn close to adding to the list of possible ways of traversing three miles in London, but he refrained. He stuffed his hands in his pockets when he stepped outside, pivoting to swing his coat out of the way so Klaus could close it behind them, then starting to walk.

The sideways glance got one in return, along with a very faint smirk. "Some of us never really grow up, or get better," he said, with a just slightly dry tone. "But humans don't have the market on annoying cornered. There's just a whole lot more of them around. I somehow suspect being around your family will knock the edge off, Nic. No one likes to be alone. Being alone in a crowd of aliens is... a helluva lot worse."