[ John looks up. Something like concern darts across his features, before he wipes it away and moves to help. ]
I don't think so.
[ He doesn't recognize Ian. His own face has been splashed over police channels for as long as he can remember, though; someone knowing him is generally not a good sign. ]
I'm John Baum. Sorry to say, I don't know anyone here.
no subject
I don't think so.
[ He doesn't recognize Ian. His own face has been splashed over police channels for as long as he can remember, though; someone knowing him is generally not a good sign. ]
I'm John Baum. Sorry to say, I don't know anyone here.