[Jack had something mildly condescending to say queued up, but it dies on his digital tongue at the kid's last sentence.

I just don't have good experiences with things like you... 'm sorry.

The quiet apology... A teenaged girl's face flashes in his mind's eye. She has the same expression Rich has now.

Jack's hologram actually glitches for a second - another expression super-imposed over his face, one of anguish- before it corrects itself.]

Yeah, uh- Just. Keep that shit off the network, pumpk- kid.