“Yo, John,” the half-man creature said, drawing near once more. “Let's jaw.” He looked John up and down whistling. “That's some Superman s**t you pulled.” The creature shook his head. “Been holdin' out on us all this time. So does the Big Cheese know?”
“Go away, Rys.” John's red eyes fixed on Rys. His tail still encircled Roberta, and it gently nudged her into moving again. The crowd mostly went back to what they were doing, but throughout their slow progress, eyes lingered on John as they passed.
Rys trotted up and continued speaking as if he hadn't heard. “Bet he doesn't, am I right? Brill, man, so f*****g brill! Anyway, all I want is a favor, dig? Half hour tops with the dish.” He glanced back at Roberta, running a hand over the bulge in his kilt she hadn't noticed before.
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