[John doesn't bother to turn his head to face Mortis at her subdued touch; he merely feels his jaw tighten with disgust and he makes a halfhearted attempt to shrug it off. She reeks of death and deception; he feels it in her warm, intimate breath near his ear.
It shocks him, sends something ugly curling in his gut. John merely shoots her a look of tempered disdain at her words - a malevolent smirk teasing the edges of his mouth - and continues on after Kevin.]
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It shocks him, sends something ugly curling in his gut. John merely shoots her a look of tempered disdain at her words - a malevolent smirk teasing the edges of his mouth - and continues on after Kevin.]