[ He would never. He would rather die before he hurt Jill, and the part of him that is Ifrit knows this as well. Ifrit also recognizes his fellow Eikon, though she seems to lay dormant. Still, it's enough to know better than to try anything, and there's a low grumble at her touch, lower still at her words.
note to self: make ifrit icons
See? He's a good boy. ]