John's polite expression breaks into flustered alarm.
"No, that's— uh— I don't think that's... likely, Jack." Unless— the next Moon Warp—? He cannot imagine anything more embarrassing than trying to murder his friend again. Arthur forgave him an attempted strangling or two, obviously, but that was early on. John is better than that now. This isn't the Dark World; he has control of his worst impulses. For the most part.
"Wait. You've been avoiding us because you're afraid we'll fight again?" No, Serph must have been more tactful than to tell him everything. "Or— sex! The sex part."
Hopefully Serph only told him about the sex part. That seems the more reasonable human activity, from what baseline Arthur and the Convoy have given him. You're not supposed to talk about sex, but you're not even supposed to think about snapping the bones of your allies.
Hurriedly, he adds: "Really, Jack, it won't be an issue."
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John's polite expression breaks into flustered alarm.
"No, that's— uh— I don't think that's... likely, Jack." Unless— the next Moon Warp—? He cannot imagine anything more embarrassing than trying to murder his friend again. Arthur forgave him an attempted strangling or two, obviously, but that was early on. John is better than that now. This isn't the Dark World; he has control of his worst impulses. For the most part.
"Wait. You've been avoiding us because you're afraid we'll fight again?" No, Serph must have been more tactful than to tell him everything. "Or— sex! The sex part."
Hopefully Serph only told him about the sex part. That seems the more reasonable human activity, from what baseline Arthur and the Convoy have given him. You're not supposed to talk about sex, but you're not even supposed to think about snapping the bones of your allies.
Hurriedly, he adds: "Really, Jack, it won't be an issue."