John, as he once existed, was much taller even than that. But he wasn't John then. And he was not kind.

He can believe it, though, that some creature would look a monster but not act as one. It's very important to him that this sort of thing be true.

"I see." He looks somberly serious about this, and nods once under his ragged makeshift cowl. "Then... He sounds like a very impressive person."

One he would someday like to meet. Absently, as though to soothe himself, he grips his human right hand with his odd left.

"Is he here as well? Or were you separated?" Clearly testing out the words, he adds: "I'm also looking for my friend. My best friend."