[ Aw, man! Hey, that smarts! Johnny winces but gracefully doesn't comment because he isn't that big of a jerk. Besides, what the dude says next distracts him from it as he pauses, then holds out his arm to him because that's what you do, right? Johnny's skin is warm, all physiological happenings under the skin pointing to a more rapid sort of metabolism. He's at ease, but eager -- like a puppy curious about his new friend.
(Johnny likes people, you see. He also especially likes people who aren't trying to kill him.) ] Where's home, by the way? Hellcave and pre-Hellcave? [ And because he's picked up on the accent: ] I'm up in Manhattan.
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(Johnny likes people, you see. He also especially likes people who aren't trying to kill him.) ] Where's home, by the way? Hellcave and pre-Hellcave? [ And because he's picked up on the accent: ] I'm up in Manhattan.