"I'm sorry, but I don't know what a Maribel is," Jack admits. "I mean, I used to know someone named Maribel, many years ago? But I do not think that is what you mean."

He moves restlessly as he speaks, hands gesturing just a little to emphasize his words, tails constantly twitching and wagging behind him. He does not, in fact, look like he's planning to fight.