John's face lit up with a grin, unaware that he might've had a psychic Wilson peering over his fence there. Hide-de-ho, neighbor. "Hit me up when you're free," John tipped his chin at the omnicomm he'd set down on the table next to him. "I'll try to get a list of what would work for a movie marathon."

It sounded so...so normal. John had to say he found it kind of refreshing to have some normal back in his life, even if it meant teaching Dreads here about everything she'd missed.