Well. John had never expected to have his interest piqued via fish swallowing but there it was. He hides nothing in his gaze, watching the lump of fish travel down Midnighter's throat.

"I am a detective, actually, though not the kind you're used to." Exactly what he does in investigating things that go bump in the night can be better explained at another time. "For example, you don't consider yourself a normal person because you aren't. There's that remarkable healing, tragic backstory of course, and that personality of yours. It's not exactly for everybody is it?"

It's around now when John wishes he had a cigarette, but he'll settle for another bite before setting down his meal. "But I enjoy it. It's not everyday I meet someone as foolhardy as myself, and moreover, heals up quite nicely without a shirt."