"I did like it. I still like it." Which is true. But he'd spent a good portion of a month thinking stupidly about Q, and yeah, the toys had gotten more action so fuck the toys.
Well, he supposed Q had.
"I am rather charming," John demurs, just because he can. But then he shifts a little too, tilting his head and raising an eyebrow and just smiling endearingly at the other man. "But, yeah. Fuck. Me too."