Jack could have moved out and tried to stop him, but he didn't. He just let him rage, because maybe he needed that. Everyone needed that, sometimes. There was more than one occasion Jack undid his work from rage and anger.

"So you slept with someone you shouldn't. You want to count the amount of times I've done something like that? I've been so... obsessed with getting you back that..." he shook his head and despite himself, he started to laugh, though it was small and pained.

"Oh listen to us. Arguing over who's fault it is."