"And it's illegal? Or is where I come from." John rolled his eyes at the seriously bad pun. His mother never should have educated him. It might have made it easier to forget the section of humanity was only going to save because it was humanity, not because it was worth it.
"I'll work on that." It wasn't even that he was being blatantly hit on by a guy who should have been outside some seedy bar on Santa Monica Blvd. west of La Brea. He'd only ever been interested in girls, but it was hard to be concerned about sexual identity when you were trying to save the entire human race. As long as it wasn't a machine, his mom or Derek wouldn't have cared. And he wasn't going to start examining his thoughts on Cameron.
No, it was the age that creeped him out -- and he was just fine admitting he was creeped out by the guy older than both Derek and Charlie. "You're old enough to be my father." Possibly twice as old as his father, but that could go without saying. "This doesn't bother you?"