John looked at her, not because he wanted to, but rather because she had lifted his gaze to meet hers. The Magus looked back at her, listening to what she had to say. He wanted to push her hand away. He wanted to leave, but instead he just listened to her. John was more tense than he wanted to be. The comment about 'no-strings perving' did make him smirk a little bit at least.
When she stepped back, he smoothly took a drag from his cigarette. "Cheers, luv. I'll keep that in mind" he said. "If you find something useful, you know how to get in touch with me. He turned around and started to head away from the door. "And if you can keep it to no strings, give us a shout sometime. Leave the baggage at the door" he said, walking away.