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[knowyourexit]

Like John is one to talk, really. Delinquency was what put him at odds with his foster parents when he was there.

"Didn't really pan out? Something happen?"

Might as well ask, right? The worst he gets is not answered or a deflection.

"There's the junkyard, I've been there a few times. Sometimes you can get lucky and find stuff that isn't a dinosaur like most of the stuff here." he tells him. "A pilot, did you fly?" Cause they've talked about some of John's stuff but they haven't really dug into Raleigh's all that much.

[righthemisphere]

"Uh," processing the questions as they work. He thinks better with his hands busy.

"I sorta flew." More falling than flying but what are details.

"I didn't pilot a plane but close enough. A Jaeger is more like a giant...giant mech. We built 'em to fight big ass monsters that came up through a rift in our dimension."

Good, focus on that. Let him sidestep the thing about Neil. Means he can sidestep talking about his big ol gay ass romance.

[knowyourexit]

He was just about to ask how sort of fits into that when he starts to explain. John knows helicopters and that's about it. His eyebrows go up towards his hair and then he grins.

"Sucks about the monsters but that's kind of an awesome way to deal with them?"

Yeah, he sees the mental sidestepping there. He'll let it go, mostly cause he wouldn't know what to do with that info anyway.

"Way better than junky old helicopters."