[John's expression softens slightly as he leans into her touch. He appreciates her concern and he cannot say it is entirely unwarranted. His experience here has been strange and unsettling, to say the least.]
I have been, thank you, my dear. I hope you have also been well?
[He pulls back just enough to study her expression and do his best to determine if, indeed, she is about to lie to him.]
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Here I am, all two-hundred-and-a-half centuries of me. Technically, anyway.
[ It's easy to joke about, and she might as well. ]
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Honestly, my dear. You are not that much older than me, are you trying to make me feel ancient?
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I'm only telling you how my bones feel now after hours in the garden.
[ It's good to laugh with him, and she looks him over for a moment. ]
You've been alright since we last met?
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I have been, thank you, my dear. I hope you have also been well?
[He pulls back just enough to study her expression and do his best to determine if, indeed, she is about to lie to him.]
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...Somewhat.
[ Her features aren't quite pained, but knowing her, he'll be able to see the shift in her eyes from jovial to subdued. ]
Those birds, the damned things don't know when to stop.