Prison, Bobby had known about. The rest of it--that was all news. "They gave you the cure?" he said, mouth twisting in subconscious distaste at the word. The very idea that they needed to be cured was bad enough, but the thought of John getting it involuntarily, of having that part of him taken away against his will...
John had done some bad things. Things Bobby didn't approve of, and would have a hard time forgiving. But that--that was a step too far. "Wow. I didn't know. I'm sorry." He couldn't look at John suddenly, and his gaze darted around the room, finally coming to rest on the fridge door. "...I guess that makes it your turn for a question," he added with a small half-smile.
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Date: 2014-11-15 02:13 pm (UTC)John had done some bad things. Things Bobby didn't approve of, and would have a hard time forgiving. But that--that was a step too far. "Wow. I didn't know. I'm sorry." He couldn't look at John suddenly, and his gaze darted around the room, finally coming to rest on the fridge door. "...I guess that makes it your turn for a question," he added with a small half-smile.