If Luka was in danger, Jett wouldn't pause to argue. He would act, no doubt about it. He was wary as he sat, watching her closely and even somewhat suspiciously, if only because he was still learning how all of this worked. He just remained quiet at her request, because he couldn't promise her anything. Luka may somewhat be his Achilles Heel, but he wasn't going to promise he wouldn't react or do something if he felt the action was a necessity. Maybe he had been a pain in the arse, but it was only because he would resist anyone who tried to patronise him or make him feel like he wasn't adequate in making his own decisions. His eyes narrowed slightly, head tilting just a little as he looked at her analytically, waiting to see where she was going with all of this.

"Tell me what is going on. I don't do beating around the bush. What did they do to him?" he demanded, starting to get scared now that maybe Luka was seriously hurt and Molly was just trying to soften the blow so he wouldn't lose his shit. He needed the accurate information or he would go to connect the dots himself.