[ If a bat could smirk, John would be doing just that. He scratches his nose with one of the claw-like thumbs at the apex of his wing, and then flattens out more appropriately, wings tucking carefully. He's got excellent balance, but she's always careful enough that he doesn't need to employ it. ]

Always do impress with that snarl of yours. But it's okay, really. Toleratin' them isn't nearly as bad when I can flap away a while.

[ But having a family makes notable enough changes to John that doesn't feel the need to deal with things on his own. That's what they've got family for, right? He doesn't need to stand on his own two feet because there's always someone there to pick him up if he falls. ]

Be nice if they left, though. Dunno why Alice'd let them hang 'round. Kinda jeopardizes all of us, doesn't it?

[ This isn't his speaking ill of Alice — far from — but he does have concerns as of present. ]