[He returns the patronizing gesture with a smile, one that knows William's intent behind the pat. John is taking none of it and reaches back into the waistband to retrieve his credit card. Sure, it's useless now, but it's still his and he wants it back, especially if William had no proper appreciation for a gift.
When John grips the credit card he lowers his hand further below the waistband, careful not to make any skin-to-skin contact. Instead he presses the cold credit card fully onto the skin of William's lower abdomen, allowing enough time for the chill to seep through before retreating. He holds the card aloft between index and middle finger, dropping them both down and back up again to create an illusion of the card vanishing through sleight of hand.
With that out of the way John can begin to more fully examine the tattoo, touching his fingers to the lines on William's shoulder. He marvels at the otherworldly "ink", drifting his fingers where it catches the light.]
THE WATER BOTTLES ARE COMPLICIT
[He returns the patronizing gesture with a smile, one that knows William's intent behind the pat. John is taking none of it and reaches back into the waistband to retrieve his credit card. Sure, it's useless now, but it's still his and he wants it back, especially if William had no proper appreciation for a gift.
When John grips the credit card he lowers his hand further below the waistband, careful not to make any skin-to-skin contact. Instead he presses the cold credit card fully onto the skin of William's lower abdomen, allowing enough time for the chill to seep through before retreating. He holds the card aloft between index and middle finger, dropping them both down and back up again to create an illusion of the card vanishing through sleight of hand.
With that out of the way John can begin to more fully examine the tattoo, touching his fingers to the lines on William's shoulder. He marvels at the otherworldly "ink", drifting his fingers where it catches the light.]
Not a bad consolation prize for dying.