John blinked, then listened to the tune a little more closely before he grinned too. "You changed the lead into the chorus," he said, nodding. "Sounds good."
He took the seat with a slight sigh, mostly just slowing down after a brisk walk. He didn't know what hardly any of the dials in front of him did; he had barely ever learned to operate TV speakers back home. It certainly looked impressive to see how easily Eric messed around with the music.
"I'm well," he said, nodding. Eric wasn't the only one regaining some of his former demeanor. Living in the City was in some ways more painful and worrisome than a remote fortified town, but the oppressive desperation didn't hang heavily in the air here, and most people seemed content enough to create a more normal atmosphere.
His brow lifted at the mention of a gift. He couldn't guess what Eric might have gotten him, so he leaned back slightly in his chair, chuckling. "As long as you buy me dinner first," he teased.