John doesn't move, doesn't twitch. He doesn't even breathe. He doesn't still, he simply freezes so quickly and comfortably only a very close study of character would find evidence of hesitation. John doesn't play often, but he's very good at poker and its faces.

"Tom. Died in the eighties. You didn't know him." It's arguable whether or not John ever really did-- but there he is, getting morbid.