"Uh duh uh, you wouldn't want your pretty little sister to have a second smile would you?" John smirked softly as he noticed the Jogger getting angry at him. "I think you two better be damn good girls or your little sister will not be so pretty any more." He laughed softly once more, licking Luna's face yet again. "For starts, why don't you both go ahead and get rid of those towels?" He grinned softly, pressing the blade enough into Luna's neck to cause some blood to rise and greet his knife.