"If his folks end up suing us because you taught that kid all your dumb puns, I do not know you, you understand." But John smiled enough with his eyes to make it very clear he was definitely joking. If anything, the idea of Bobby being good with kids - well, he already knew it on some level, he'd seen it at school, but it didn't hurt to know that Bobby remained a dork-meister through and through.
No, knowing Bobby was good with kids was reassuring. Christ, was he in over his head, John thought, and cleared his mind with a brief shake of the head. The glass doors opened electronically in front of them, and John tried not to stiffen a bit too much at the sight of the usual security theatre. All the knuckleheads in uniforms did get his hackles up, though; it was too easy to remember prison, and court, and the notion that he probably should have a file somewhere and some kind of warning.
"Oh, you know," he said, and ignored it. "Without you? I actually had to get stuff done, it was horrible. Car's this way," he said, and squinted a bit at the full exposure of the London summer once they were out into the open-air carpark. He took a moment to orient himself, and then set out again, soon enough and sure enough fishing in his pocket for the car keys and thumbing it open with a beep.
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Date: 2015-09-21 09:06 am (UTC)No, knowing Bobby was good with kids was reassuring. Christ, was he in over his head, John thought, and cleared his mind with a brief shake of the head. The glass doors opened electronically in front of them, and John tried not to stiffen a bit too much at the sight of the usual security theatre. All the knuckleheads in uniforms did get his hackles up, though; it was too easy to remember prison, and court, and the notion that he probably should have a file somewhere and some kind of warning.
"Oh, you know," he said, and ignored it. "Without you? I actually had to get stuff done, it was horrible. Car's this way," he said, and squinted a bit at the full exposure of the London summer once they were out into the open-air carpark. He took a moment to orient himself, and then set out again, soon enough and sure enough fishing in his pocket for the car keys and thumbing it open with a beep.