John diligently picked up his sheet of questions as he took in the woman joining him for the last table number of the night. He couldn't say he was completely wrung out since a quick session with Violet had reminded him he was going to survive this without somehow becoming a completely different person. It still felt as if he were somehow being pulled along on a string like an old-fashioned toy, but he couldn't say he was angry with his ward. He was simply tired.
"I am John Wick. I was volunteered for the evening by my ward and am happy to have---survived. As for you, do you believe a cup is half-empty or half-full?"
It was probably the least invasive question on the list and John found it fitting he'd eyed it for his last meeting of the night.