Walking around town (OPEN)

"Fascinating." Not exactly what John would use to describe the moment but in a way he took some minor comfort in the fact that neither of his companions were freaking out anywhere in the ballpark of him. He limply took the handkerchief and used it to pull the bullet from himself and wipe away the blood from his chest, anyone looking at it could see that the blood had already clotted. "No, no I had no idea. If I did you think I would be having trouble finding work?"

The gunshot had drawn enough attention that John knew that he was seen as he had changed into whatever it was that he had turned into and now that the cops were arresting the man that had attacked he could hear that mummer that was unmistakable, fear. John himself was nervous about meta-humans just because he could not know what would happen, these people were no different. John turned his head towards the officer not making the arrest and saw that his hand was on his weapon, even the police were afraid of what John could do.

John got back up on his feet now with the blood wiped away and his head a little more wrapped around the situation though it still wasn't much. Turning to Connor a mildly hysterical smile broke across his lips. "Connor I hope you have a good PR department."

As the cops removed the criminal fro the scene, Trent was a little disappointed. Part of him wanted to take this man and find out who he was. But he knew there was nothing he could do.

He glanced over at John, who looked as though he was in the middle of a mini breakdown from all the staring eyes. In an attempt to settle this all down, he casually asked, "So, what are we eating? I could sure go for some pasta… or maybe some Indian food, I've never tried Indian food." As he finished talking, he gave John and Connor his best reassuring smile, which was quite terrible.