I'm always okay. [It comes out a little too fast to be sincere, smile crooked as always. John's wincing and it tugs at the centre of Chas's chest to see him hurt, like it always does. But he finishes cleaning up the worst of the blood nonetheless. Like he always will.]
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What've you got the stomach for?
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[ He knows when Chas is lying to him. They both know as much with the other. Means John can't use any of his ruddy tricks. ]
Nothing heavy, outside of that, surprise me.