John sighed. "I'm not complaining. By any means. I. I'm really not, because, well, I'm me. But him, having to come back, dragged back whether he wants it or not, never having that edge of true danger.." his voice trailed off slightly, the tiniest of trembles to it. He swallowed hard.
"Not having the final escape should he want it," he continued after long seconds, barely above a whisper. "He'll try y'know? He won't be able to resist trying."