John's golden eyes go very wide for a moment before he swallows and looks to Arthur. He's not sure what he should say, if he should say. The colors around him flicker between green and grey and pink and a deep painted red and a flickering yellow before settling on a gentle sapphire purple that's almost blue.

Like a rich blue overlaid with a deep pink.

"I'm okay, Noel," he says with a slow nod, "The colors... it's not entirely unlike when I was with Arthur. He can see what I'm feeling while previously, there was always some... bleed between us. I could feel some of what he felt and he could feel some of what I was feeling. Mostly. So. I'm fine."

A glance over at Arthur.

"As long as Arthur isn't actually hurting, I'm fine."