John smiled a touch, gentle. "Your favour" he replied. "If my magic calls to you, to know you will be there. And hopefully, over time, your protection. Not for me. I'm damned. I will pay the price for all I've done and I can be at peace with that. But the rest of these people on board this station..." he paused. "I want you to ensure their safety in death. To keep them away from Demons and Hellish beings. Keep their souls safe..."
He shook of any negative feelings he had bubbling up inside of him. Those overwhelming emotions, all of the people he had wronged. The looks in their eyes never left him, the way they all said his name before...
"You are also a teacher of magic, if the stories are true" he smiled. Was he about to go too far? Probably. It was like John to go too far with things. To take chances and see what happened. And if he caused insult? Then at least he would know where the line was. "If there is anything you can teach me, I would ask you too. And there is no doubt in my mind that there is a great deal you could show me"