"Oh so I don't need you around then?" John replied, raising his eyebrows, giving Blank a mock surprised look. He rolled his eyes, pausing only when he felt something strange. Rolling his shoulders a little, he tried to shrug it off but he had clearly tensed up a bit. His facial expression grew more harsh, and a shiver ran up his spine. When she returned her presence to normal, he tried to shrug it off, reaching for the bottle he had brought out before Blank had arrived to pour a shot, knocking it back right away and lighting another cigarette. He didn't really care if they didn't like smoking.
"Point well made" he said, refilling his glass. "I had planned on going into Wheel five, assessing the situation and seeing what I could do to release the ghosts trapped there. They were driven mad and they've been stuck there ever since. I think it's about time they moved on... What I can't quite figure out is, it it something here keeping them on the station, or is it their own fear, their own anger? Their trauma tying them to this place" John pondered to Blank and Scarlet.