[He rolls his eyes a little at the use of his title, thanking the waiter as he brings a jug of water and two glasses. He pours one for himself, then for Jackson, setting the jug down and picking his up when he's done.]

They're good kids, Jackson. I'm not saying they're troublemakers or anything like that. I just thought a little casual banter would make things less frosty between us.

[The frosty quip was pure coincidence, Hiccup would reflect on later when he knew of Jackson's true identity. He's not sure what he did to get this kind of attitude, but he's determined to make Jackson like him. It took him ages to become the respected detective he is, and even then he still has trouble with that, considering he works in an area that his whole family is part of.

He takes a sip of his water, setting it down afterwards and leaning back, crossing his arms over his chest as he looks at the other man.]

Don't presume I don't care about them.