It'd been a few years since the last time Jackson had crossed paths with Klaus. Things had been hot and cold then and yet he was still seeking out Klaus again. There's trouble in the Bayou and the well -- no one really knew what JD was just that he wasn't a normal human. He'd been useful in a few situations but for now he needed to lay low somewhere safe.

Klaus isn't the epitome of safe but in this instance he's the best option that Jackson can think of.

"Couyon," he calls out, it wouldn't be hard for Klaus to recognize the voice or the complicated insult and term of affection.