That's almost a lift of the eyebrows on Jacob's part. Almost. It's pretty dark out and it's probably not very noticeable anyway. "Ah. You're familiar with my daughter." He felt about for his walking stick, then rose to his feet. "And yes, I am her sire, as well."

He pauses for a moment, staring off somewhat vacantly into the distance. Certainly enough time to go searching for that family resemblance.... which there isn't much of, save for a similar unnerving feeling and similar unpleasant scent. "...there are penguins here, aren't there? Let's go and find out what a penguin's blood tastes like, Karkat."