Much better.

[It actually looks far more horrifying, given that it still has its plastered-on smile, but Lovecraft doesn't seem to mind. He nods, pleased by the gesture. Even if there's still a lot more fruit with eyes yet to be carved out, at least this one isn't looking at him.]

It's handy to have that knife on you. Either way...ah, now it's not looking at me anymore. What a relief...

[A slight smile.] Thank you, John.