Patience raised her eyebrows at that. He'd done it to himself? That sounded... unpleasant. "Not beating yourself up over what happened with me, I hope," she said, with a small frown. "And, well... I'd like to say yes, but I'm not sure my sister's going to let me out of her sight, once I've gotten back home."
If she left to go somewhere to meet John, she would probably be followed, and Chastity would hurt John. That much, Patience was sure about.
"Maybe later. You could write to me, or I'll write to you, when I can get away."