He still towered over her, even as they sat down. Truly, she had managed to keep his head in the clouds while everyone else around them was hung up on revenge and pain. Maybe she had put him under some sort of enchanted spell, and honestly he could stay in it as long as possible if it kept him in this happy mood. He had to have someone to look after with Robin and Marian even being a recluse. "It's the calmest I've ever been." John had his own past, and he honestly had no intention of letting it press forward. It may catch up with him later, but this, this was nice.