Jett honestly didn't know what he was here. He had been thinking of seeing if Seamus wanted to hang out anyway, but then he had received Molly's text telling him to meet her at HQ around this time. She just didn't say why and it was probably more to keep tabs on him than actually needing him for something. Ben and Xavier were here too, and Ben looked like he was about to declare a Kindred rebellion he seemed so stressed. He caught wind of something about a Toreador childer and a dying mortal and both Jett and Seamus had been strictly warned not to go to the apartment wing beyond the third door down the hall. He was curious, sure, but Council business wasn't his business. It mostly just bored him. So there was probably something they all had to discuss and Molly didn't want Jett buggering off and getting into more trouble while she was dealing with it.

And then Molly arrived, and Jett fully intended to just keep playing F1 on the Playstation with Seamus where they were both lounging on the sofa. That was until Molly's eyes nailed him and then she stepped aside, and there was Luka. Luka. His Luka. His best friend in the whole world. He was here. He was here in Kindred HQ. With Molly. Holy fuck. "L-Luka." He scrambled up off the sofa and ran over to his friend, engulfing him in a hug and gripping hold of him for dear life. "Fucking hell..."