John frowns back. This is... new to him. He understands in the abstract that this person is very young, but John has never interacted with a child or teenager before.

Not except for the one he killed. He does not want to think of her now.

"So long as you do not touch them," he says dryly, it being rather late for that, "they seem unlikely to respond. Though perhaps we ought to move further away, just to be certain." He turns back towards the Convoy, but does not leave without Levi. "We can at least hope for safety in numbers."

He has never experienced such a thing, but it sounds like something a reasonable adult might say.