"A game. She is a kid, even though her well-developed figure makes her look gorgeous and mature in every possible way." - John said in rater sarcastic manner, not bothering to turn his head to Amaya.
Young man pretended to look a bit bored from all those negotiations. He let out a loud yawn, pulled some small and shiny prism-like or, rather, jewellery-like thing out from his pocket - and started playing with it, moving it up and down through the "controller" and wathcing the distortions.
"Kyoo-koo, Kyoo-koo~! - John added with a lazy smile, drawling. - Should i lift her up and carry her closer yet? Or, rather, nevermind that cutie, she is too old for games anyway. Let's do something already?"
