Her hands raised in an expression of trying to calm Luka a little, she shook her head. "I don't want you to think that I'm insulting Jett. I'm not. At all. It is those very things about him that made me want to bring him into our world, and especially into my Clan. You will learn, if you spend time with us, that every Clan has differences, and people are often chosen because of their traits that suit the Clan of choice. My Clan is known for passion in pursuing their goals or defending their causes... Which can also translate to protecting the people that they love. You know that first hand."

She could tell, though, that Luka still thought her words insulting to his friend, and he couldn't fully understand, because he wouldn't know how Kindred instincts could interact with pre-existing personalities to create something entirely beyond what anyone expected. Jett hadn't completely changed, but his Embrace had only emphasized those parts of him that were so intent on doing the things he most believed in. The problem was, now that he was no longer at war and instead was simply learning the ways of the Masquerade, he had one very large problem in that he had no cause to focus on right this minute. He would be restless, because his blood, his very being would scream for something like that. "I know he's not. He's not really an asshole at all. He's just learning his way as one of us, and I'm learning my way in teaching a new childer. It's a learning curve."