The image of Six smirk as she left the truck stuck with John. For a moment he just sat in the truck with Bernie Kosar, a stupid grin on his lips, trying to ignore the butterflies in his stomach. Even if it lasted only a minute? Yeah, he did forget about the Mogs that were after them.
Clipping the leash to Bernie's collar, he helped his pet out of the truck, taking him for a brief walk around the parking lot, watching the familiar beagle press his nose against the ground almost the whole time, sniffing intently. John never got out of sight of the truck, he couldn't risk losing his chest.