Apparently they were all on something, because Johanna was shaking her head like a cat flicking away water, turning a glower on the one remaining, "You really should know better than to take that sort of thing, never know what you might see, but I can assure you it will always be unpleasant." She picked him up easily by the front of his shirt, giving him a shake, "Always." She made a disgusted noise then, shoving him aside and shaking her head, addressing Gatlin once more, "He's all yours, you need it more than I do."