John is... not great with video games. Or much of anything concerning modern technology. The console belongs to Chas who bought it for his daughter when she visits. Before today John had never touched the thing. But that was before everything went pear shaped.

When Midnighter arrives, John marches directly over to him, completely unphased by his method of entrance. "I inherited this house, and I happen to think it's incredible thank you." Yes, he'd called the guy for a purpose but that didn't mean he'd let a good lay insult a wealth of knowledge and memories from his mentor.

Before getting down to business John pauses, looking Midnighter over giving a single nod of approval. "You look much better from the last time I saw you. Staying fully intact agrees with you. Come on." Without another word he turns, trench coat flaring with him as he guides them both to the living area.

There a very realistic looking girl stands suspended in midscreen, swirls of red and orange spiraling around her. Her eyes are unblinking solid black discs and she reaches forward, fingers tapping against the edge of the screen from the inside.

John regards Midnighter with a look somewhere between exasperation and boredom. "This was supposed to be Tetris. I can send an entity to where they need to go but not while it's-" he flings a hand vaguely toward the screen. "Whatever that is. You can get her out, yeah?"