Max's chin snaps up off Jackie's lap in reaction to that tone. That warning is received loud and clear. He won't even let himself consider it again. He is Jackie's. That's all there is to it.

In the lengthy pause that follows, Max fidgets again, his chin still hovering, undecided if he should let himself relax back onto his Master's lap. He doesn't. Not when he hears Jackie say they already know Akeldama. Oh. Maybe they do like each other already.

"Yes, Master. I will make sure and speak to you first from now on. I'm very sorry for being reckless."