[John shifts to face Kevin better; his brows furrow just slightly as his eyes narrow. He's not sure what's more puzzling: Kevin's obvious, clearly purposeful tells or what the hell the kid's trying to say. What he's confessing isn't 100% true, that's definitely for sure.
John stares at Kevin, searches his eyes and expression for a moment after. He's surprised but not much affected by hearing of Caliban's death - just curious. Does the kid mean... what exactly?
A sigh leaves him, one that's impatient as fuck and irritated.]
Aren't you just the bearer of good news.
[Even as he says this John gets up and throws aside the tent flap, settling inside and gesturing for Kevin to join him. He retrieves some book Kevin has stashed inside. John doesn't give a shit enough about literature to think twice about ripping one of the blank pages out in the back.
He reaches for his pack and pulls out a pen, scribbling on it.
AND SEXY
John stares at Kevin, searches his eyes and expression for a moment after. He's surprised but not much affected by hearing of Caliban's death - just curious. Does the kid mean... what exactly?
A sigh leaves him, one that's impatient as fuck and irritated.]
Aren't you just the bearer of good news.
[Even as he says this John gets up and throws aside the tent flap, settling inside and gesturing for Kevin to join him. He retrieves some book Kevin has stashed inside. John doesn't give a shit enough about literature to think twice about ripping one of the blank pages out in the back.
He reaches for his pack and pulls out a pen, scribbling on it.
tell me what's going on]