Jack slumped against the wall and made himself as comfortable as he could in the hopes of maintaining what bits of consciousness he had left. Especially if Kou was going to sleep, he'd need to keep his wits about him. He didn't trust what Kikyo would do to him were he to nod off.

So instead he shrugged and answered the question. "He was stabbed."

Really, if Kikyo wanted more, he could ask nicely.