[John allows himself to be guided. He's not any kind of invalid, but leaning against Dorian does admittedly help to steady his step. Once seated John reaches to the side to carefully rest the staff against the wall. It's not like him to be respectful of other people's things, but he has an interest in keeping this one intact.
At Dorian's declaration that John was making a connection John smiles toothily with triumph. He doesn't need the validation, and in fact considers himself very knowledgeable in what he does. But here after joining COST, there are so many people from different worlds that it would be a shame not to glean some knowledge from them. Maybe he was a magpie of magic after all, but that is what, in John's opinion, made him effective. And while he doesn't need that validation, it's always nice to have a stroke to the ego.
As Dorian fetches the wine, John makes himself comfortable on the bed. He pushes himself back to sit with back flat against the wall and he stretches his legs across the horizontal width.]
Bottle. Let no one here say that I'm a gentleman. Anything anyone tells you to the contrary is an utter lie.
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At Dorian's declaration that John was making a connection John smiles toothily with triumph. He doesn't need the validation, and in fact considers himself very knowledgeable in what he does. But here after joining COST, there are so many people from different worlds that it would be a shame not to glean some knowledge from them. Maybe he was a magpie of magic after all, but that is what, in John's opinion, made him effective. And while he doesn't need that validation, it's always nice to have a stroke to the ego.
As Dorian fetches the wine, John makes himself comfortable on the bed. He pushes himself back to sit with back flat against the wall and he stretches his legs across the horizontal width.]
Bottle. Let no one here say that I'm a gentleman. Anything anyone tells you to the contrary is an utter lie.