No shit. [John says this with quite a bit of grating anger and a lot of sarcasm. As if he were saying, "No shit, it's raining."] Didn't know you cared.
[There's a pause; John looks to the door, to the guard no doubt beyond it, and then turns his eyes back to Kevin. He knows enough and he's not stupid enough to risk there being ears on them. John lets out a tempered sigh, lifts his hand and beckons some flame into his still-numb palm. The close heat soothes him; just having the fire near soothes him.
This would be easier if he could just burn the whole place down.]
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[There's a pause; John looks to the door, to the guard no doubt beyond it, and then turns his eyes back to Kevin. He knows enough and he's not stupid enough to risk there being ears on them. John lets out a tempered sigh, lifts his hand and beckons some flame into his still-numb palm. The close heat soothes him; just having the fire near soothes him.
This would be easier if he could just burn the whole place down.]
So. You like it here?