And Squirtle had the same silly as hell innocent grin as Kitty. Those two were feeding off each other, and they knew it. John could feel it, being ganged up on by the pair. How unfair. "You two are both anarchist trouble makers." John laughed.
Taking the poke to his side as what it was supposed to be, John gave a look of apology. Despite his feeling for Snowcone, he liked Kitty and behave better. He'd try at least. Maybe a little. "My biggest disappointment about him not being here." John stated honestly. "Is that your friend is gone. I hate the guy, but you don't.." John knew it didn't make up for him being gone now. "I'm sorry he's gone." He offered a light smile.
Then he heard the phone make a ding. Weird.
Stopping he pulled the phone out and was hit by the very large message across the network from Clint. Interestingly enough. John turned his phone towards Kitty so she could read it, with a perked brow.