Garrett raised an eyebrow at that, before breaking into a grin. He chuckled, amused. He supposed he couldn't blame the kid for being suspicious. Especially not after he'd seen what happened to him.
"It's good to see you, kid." John said, slapping him on the shoulder. "So, come on. Fill me in. What's with all those filters against evil, and heaven anyway?"
Garrett noticed th change in his protege, and was pleased that he could still have that affect on the kid. He always had been easy to manipulate. Stubborn as a mule, sometimes. But, he always came around to his way of thinking.