There's no picking up on tells when you've got your head all wrapped up in the world. If Raleigh's putting off any heavy signals, they're all heading right past John. No matter, though, because it belies his own lingering vulnerability.
Without a word, he gestures for the man to follow him into the kitchen. He tells himself not to get too involved — had can feed someone without adopting them — but even as he quietly and privately broods, he still finds himself glancing in Raleigh's direction as he quickly cobbles together some simple sandwiches.
"Bologna an' cheese," he finally says, then gestures to a second sandwich on a separate plate. "Peanut butter an' jelly." He's not about to choose, but he'll eat what's left, assuming Becket isn't hungry enough for both.
John drifts away a moment, and when he comes back, he adds two cold bottles of water to the mix. Miserable of otherwise, it's important to stay hydrated.
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Without a word, he gestures for the man to follow him into the kitchen. He tells himself not to get too involved — had can feed someone without adopting them — but even as he quietly and privately broods, he still finds himself glancing in Raleigh's direction as he quickly cobbles together some simple sandwiches.
"Bologna an' cheese," he finally says, then gestures to a second sandwich on a separate plate. "Peanut butter an' jelly." He's not about to choose, but he'll eat what's left, assuming Becket isn't hungry enough for both.
John drifts away a moment, and when he comes back, he adds two cold bottles of water to the mix. Miserable of otherwise, it's important to stay hydrated.