John doesn't expect a straight answer; that'd be like expecting a cat to bark. He's satisfied with the okay to ask; it;s a touchy issue with alters!

"Do you think... he would let me kiss him?" the words might have retained more uncertainty if he wasn't so distracted by... everything. It's obvious from his twitchy hands that he's getting really tempted to touch something.

So he melts into a cross legged position and sits on them, for good measure. He doesn't bother trying to behave himself so well with everyone, you know.