John smiled a touch and picked up the glass of gin, draining it before he stood up. "I should get going then, luv" he said. It was only then that he noticed the blood on his coat. Little spots that had fallen down from his face, as well as the stains that Bryn had left accidentally. John was going to have to clean up. He was fairly accustomed to cleaning up and he knew the cuts on his face would heal faster than normal. Not as fast as they had in Hell. They had been topping up the Demon blood in his system to stop him from dying, but he would still heal faster than an ordinary human being.
"I'll see you around" he said with a nod of his head. He took a drag from the cigarette and turned to walk out the door.