This is not a danger John knows how to navigate. Danger, in his experience, was open and honest and vicious. Or if it wasn't, it was spooky and weird and creepy and clearly unwell.

Kellin, he's thinking of Kellin.

But here, it's just... inviting. Interesting! Exciting. He leans into the touch on his back and he waits for Tom to relight the fire, watching him curiously.

"I-I'd like that. Doing something together with... someone."

He'd like to do it with Arthur. But Arthur isn't here. He has to find him but-

But if he has his own body, perhaps he can find them new allies. New friends, like they'd found Noel.

...he's not thinking about Oscar.

"How do you... start?"