John couldn't help but roll his eyes. In a way he was sure he knew what she was doing. Taking in his scent allowed her to be grounded again. Maybe. Otherwise he wasn't sure what was going on.
John had a feeling someone was coming. In the off chance he wasn't wrong, he grabbed a hold of her arm while she was close and gave her a knowing look. A look that said "try to control yourself or we're both dead". And in that moment, the door opened. In walked Nergal, a curious look on his face which soon settled into satisfaction when he saw Astra. Or rather the pretend Astra.
John just hoped the illusion would hold long enough for them to do what they needed to do. And getting out of the club alive would prove difficult too. John wanted to sew the seeds of chaos. Take Nergal down for good, topple his little pyramid of power and watch as everything scattered into madness.
John tensed up a little when Nergal walked over, the door closing behind him. "Looking to gain my favour?" the Demon asked, touching Bryn's face.