John clears his throat pointedly before he shakes his head.

"I was grumpy as shit when I first came in. And I had someone offer me a place to warm up on my way in.

"Don't worry about it."

John's going to unfold himself from where he'd been sitting so he can stretch a little; he'd had a cat Charlie sitting on him the whole time and, nice or not, he's got muscles and muscles that cramp when they're in the same position for too long. He looks over to Arthur. Should he go for a bit? He can if it would be easier. This is...

This is Noel. Charlie. This is different.