"If we're successful in casting her out, then you'd be right as to the nature of the call." Now with Midnighter seated next to him on the couch John drops a hand on the other man's thigh. He turns his body at the waist and leans, placing a kiss on Midnighter's neck that turns to mouthing - and quickly stops only a few seconds in, pulling away fully. It's a promise, not an appetizer.

"But not until you get her out of there and I send her back to wherever, so chop chop."