Laughing was good. Laughing was better than crying, right? So laughing was the better option than anything. Plus, when with Peter it was pretty easy to get caught up in laughing. The pair of them were quick on quips, and quick to make the other laugh when they could. Just like, that, things were going to be fine. At least, John sure the fuck hoped so.
"It," Sigh. "HE wasn't a muppet!" John proclaimed. "You're a muppet!" Right? Well, regardless. He wasn't done talking really. But he would have to make the time to explain the X-Men at some point, but now was not the time. There was too much to explain and never enough time. "My best mate, was named Blob." Both his eyebrows raised up. "Big ole guy. Easily Five hundred something pounds." Thinking of others he tapped his chin some. "Mystique. Oh Mystique. Blue, and could shift to look like anyone just like," John snapped his fingers at Peter. "That."