[Kevin flinches - pretty badly, too - at the touch. John was probably the only one who was never all that careful about the touching. Then he looks up, and meets John's gaze.
That look. Kevin can recognize it. It's betrayal. It doesn't matter why John is here now - whether he came to drag Kevin back home, or whether he really does want to drop the X-Men and join up with the Brotherhood again. Either way, Kevin can tell that John feels at least the smallest bit of betrayal from him.
He yanks off a glove, and finger-writes Sorry into the wooden armrest of the chair that John's sitting in by letting his withering touch work into the wood. Gives John a moment to see it. Then wipes it away by decaying the entire area around it with his palm.]
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That look. Kevin can recognize it. It's betrayal. It doesn't matter why John is here now - whether he came to drag Kevin back home, or whether he really does want to drop the X-Men and join up with the Brotherhood again. Either way, Kevin can tell that John feels at least the smallest bit of betrayal from him.
He yanks off a glove, and finger-writes Sorry into the wooden armrest of the chair that John's sitting in by letting his withering touch work into the wood. Gives John a moment to see it. Then wipes it away by decaying the entire area around it with his palm.]