“Ah, well...not much.” John settled into a seat near Kaden, just thankful that the man had stopped talking about curses and punishment. He could never tell if he was serious or not. “Oh! Actually,” John perked up, remembering something from two days ago. “They got us a telly.” He gestured to the front corner of the bar, where there was a television set hanging from the ceiling, though it was black. “No actual...” he searched for the word, closing his eyes, “...um...channels yet, but it's nice to have. It's been a while since I've watched anything, I remember when I tried watching the news I got really confused and bit upset so they made me stop, but I think I can handle it now. In fact, I was thinking about doing some shopping, you know, out there.” John nodded to the front door as if Kaden wouldn't know what he meant. “Wanted to get some movies. I mean I don't get out much, well at all, really. Doctor said that it might be overwhelming but I can't stay in here all day everyday anymore, besides I'll be fine as long as I have someone with me to-” A sudden slapping sound cut his long ramble off as someone hit a table near them. John snapped out of his train of thought with the realization that he'd probably just made an ass of himself, but that was par for the course for him.

“Uhm...sorry.” His eyes darted around in embarrassment. “I guess the short version of that is: no, not really. But I have to say, something feels...weird these past couple of days. Like something's...bubbling.” He shook his head. “No, no, that's not the word. It's...you know, like something's...building up. About to happen, I guess. Ah, never mind.” John waved the thought away. Looking around the bar, he saw some more faces that he recognized had arrived while he was rambling. There was the really pale guy and Nora. Shifting his gaze back to the table, John felt a small tingle in his spine. He frowned.

“Can I ask you something, Kaden? Do you ever get the feeling that you're being watched?”