He hissed at the pronunciation, which was probably on purpose but then again, it was something of an easy needling point when it came to Jack. It wasn't as if Jack had any need to specialize in accents or other languages when he could have them all translated instantly by technology.

"I didn't catch the garbled massacred mess you just spoke," he said, just to be petty about the whole thing. After all, he knew exactly who he was taking his essence from, and he didn't need it pointed out openly. "And who do you take after, you bitter old goat?"

He squirmed a bit in the tight covering that held him in place. "You realize La Llorona drowned her children, right? How many kids have you seen me drowning lately?"