Jon's obviously not used to doing complicated reasoning in this state. His brow furrows softly. But with Jean-Claude no longer giving a statement, the alien intensity does fade from Jon, leaving him blinking mildly, staring at Jean-Claude full in the face.

After a beat, Jon claps a hand over his mouth, eyes widening with horror. Another moment of processing and he jolts out of his chair, putting distance between himself and Jean-Claude, looking wildly around the room. He has no idea whether he should be groveling for forgiveness or attacking - and to Jean-Claude it does look like he's got midway between bristling and cowering. Both options seem overwhelmingly useless.

"I, I - I didn't mean to - " His voice shakes. Jon's not soothed at all by Jean-Claude's casual demeanor. Many others had been casual, indeed cheerful, right before trying to murder Jon.