Johnny looks up and jerks back in alarm at the sight of the person-on-fire, before he realizes who it actually is. He relaxes only partway, and Nova lets out a low groan.

"Oh, great," she mutters in his ear.

"Rashad," says Johnny cautiously. He pulls himself up without waiting for a flaming hand to help him, and stays put on the steps, content to keep his distance from the man who is not at all what he seems. "Long time no see," he adds, dry as dust.

The last time they hung out, bad things happened. Then again, bad things were always happening, and he never fuckin knew about it. Iman's warning about Rashad's true nature had been... some kind of news. Contextualized why Johnny had often felt so tired around him.

He suppresses a shudder. The last he heard about this fuckstick, Gabe had thrown him out of the former ROMAC apartments. He can't be happy about that. Then again, he apparently can't feel anything.

"You have a chameleon," he notes, spotting the shape of her strange eyeballs in the glow of Rashad's hand. "I get it. Cute."