Jackson sighed and looked at Lilith. "See what I deal with? Why do all these older beings call me a child." Lilith kissed his cheek, "You sort of are dear." Jackson groaned "Goddamnit. You're supposed to be on my side." 

Lilith wrapped her arms around him, "She has a point about the cuts you know. You were lazy, we both know how much better you can do pet." Jackson outright scowled now and Lilith laughed. Grumbling he put his katana away, the red slit in the world appearing and disappearing. 

"You old fucks always talk about your age as if you're better because of it. You demand things of me like you have a right to it. You don't. I don't care about you either cupcake. But I at least have some manners and despite your attitude I respect elders of my kind. As for the state of the War. It's a stalemate and will be for a while. Too many reinforcements for both sides, neither really gaining any ground." 

He drank from his flask and offered it to the elder Darkling. "Thirsty?" 

Lilith scrunched up her face. "She was rude to you." That was true, but he was the better man.