[John nearly smiles, even huffs out a short laugh, and then silence reigns, the two mutants simply looking at each other with guarded, unsure, studying eyes.
He wants to ask Kevin plenty too. Why he left, what he's doing here, if it was all worth it. Instead he says nothing, entwines his fingers and leans them against his lips.]
Yeah well, if I live the night... I'm not a steak dinner, but I'm a friend.
[The words are hard for John, but he says them, sees no other way to communicate to Kevin that he's... a friend without giving anything away. Even admitting it is overly sentimental to him.]
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He wants to ask Kevin plenty too. Why he left, what he's doing here, if it was all worth it. Instead he says nothing, entwines his fingers and leans them against his lips.]
Yeah well, if I live the night... I'm not a steak dinner, but I'm a friend.
[The words are hard for John, but he says them, sees no other way to communicate to Kevin that he's... a friend without giving anything away. Even admitting it is overly sentimental to him.]