John considered it -- although he didn't really fucking know why, because he knew that he'd do it anyway. Even if this -- whatever this was -- didn't turn out to be anything, John still wouldn't leave a new mate in a lurch if he could do something about it. And anyway, Dan sort of asked with a pretty sort of desperation. He probably didn't even mean to. It just was.
Constantine was getting soft here, he decided before huffing out a little sigh. "Not now, no. We pick somewhere safer. Behind the doors, most like. We build wards. Proper ones. And then I show you how it's done. It's not an easy learn, mate. I don't -- I can do it. But maybe I teach you the ropes. In case."