Nightmares are common here, Dr. Strange. [He imagines that's direct enough about what the other man has to look forward to. Although, with the way his hands are, John's willing to bet he has his own trauma that's already lent itself to less that pleasant dreams.
John glances over and up at the other man when he admits to feeling it move.]
Well, that's different. [He moves over to his pack and rummages for the sanitizer and bottle of ibuprofen. John brings both over to Strange, presenting them without comment, expression mild.] How did it move?
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John glances over and up at the other man when he admits to feeling it move.]
Well, that's different. [He moves over to his pack and rummages for the sanitizer and bottle of ibuprofen. John brings both over to Strange, presenting them without comment, expression mild.] How did it move?