action.
[john's smile widens a bit when she cracks that smile of her own, and he slides his hand behind his neck before he releases the breath caught up in his chest. the world is still kind of spinning as he rests his hands against the bench underneath him.
his crimes aren't harmless too, and it's probably amusing he thought everyone would look like scary criminals when... he's done a lot of scary things. and he looks like a lost drunken puppy.]
You're new, and you still offered to help me? [there's a soft, wondering smile before he shakes his head and wooh, shaking his head wasn't a great idea. he lets out a sound, pressing his hand to his face] How new are you?