Kitty's voice rang out in his ears and he let head fall against the door with a light thud. He was already annoyed with these god forsaken doors. They were never consistent and all he wanted was to bring back was cow. A fuck ton of cow to feed this entire stupid fucking village some god damn cheeseburgers. What did he have to offer otherwise?
Sighing softly John straightened his back and looked to Kitty. Familiar face and look in his eyes. He was still dancing with the devil on his old habits and mindsets. These was one of those show down moments you saw in tv. Good guy versus bad guy. Sizing each other up, but not making a move. Did Pyro incinerate the everything that was his building. Call it a day.
St. John cocked a smile. "A super market. I'm trying my damnedest to do something..." Pyro flinched a little. "Nice for the plebeians." He shrugged a little. "What are you doing here? Are you going on an adventure all on your own?" The devil showed through. "Getting into a little trouble? You should try it. You might like it."