There was no hiding the satisfaction on Jack's face at the Master's suffering. Turnabout's fair play, and he couldn't do anything to help even if he wanted to, so he just lay there, enjoying watching the Master bleed all over himself, though the wound did look particularly gruesome.

"You look like you're having a bit of trouble there. It really can't feel very good, can it? Being stabbed? Too bad it's only the once, though." He rocked his feet back and forth so he could just watch. "Don't lose too much blood now. You might pass out and die."