[John closes the door behind him, moving to just kind of...float awkwardly in the middle of the room. Should he just make himself comfortable, or what? Given the subject matter, he's almost not sure if he wants to/should.]

God I hope so. I'm still kicking myself for not getting there before that whole mess to restock my sylladex.

[Because you should always carry snacks with you. Especially fruit snacks. This is the best use of sylladex space.]

Do you want some help with that?

[He gestures to her hair. Not that she's doing badly, but he always kind of figured braiding your own hair was harder than having someone else do it. That was sort of the impression he got from Jade.]

[Excellent. Small talk. Hair braiding. Good use of time that has nothing to do with talking about murder.]