"They're not my kids by blood," John says, fairly certain Armand's established that but wanting to make it really clear it's not a shame point. "We were fucking before we were family." Jem, especially, is more his girlfriend than his daughter, but girlfriend as a category scares him so it's easier to lean on the kink stuff and the age gap.

Armand is probably just being melodramatic, though. "I just want them to have a good time," John says, lightly callous as to what Armand was. Those luminous orange eyes in the darkness... he stops again. Rewinds the conversation in his head, eyes narrowed, trying to decide if Armand is hitting on him.