John laughs, a breathy almost awkward sound, and pulls his PDA out and holds it out to Rose. She's smart, she's probably better at alchemizing without creating a bunch of totally useless stuff, and John's sure she'd like an easier way of communicating with him than lip reading and a notebook, just like he would.

He hops up on some railing or other and sits there, swinging his legs a little, and watches Rose do her thing. It's kind of interesting to watch. Her concentrating face is pretty cute, actually.

...Wait, did he just think that?