I don't think anyone cares enough about either of us to try to risk the city's wrath to 'do away with me' in the hospital, Lord of Paranoia.

[Oh, he knew that John had been busy during his moment of slipped personality, but that was then. The city had been in full on chaos for more than just the pair of them, and the reason for that had been well known. The fact John wasn't continuing to take on orders had to be enough cause for those in the city who played in those roads to know he wasn't a current traveler.

And if not? Well, now he could kill them himself.]

Playing Mum now, are we? For whose benefit? Theirs, yours, or mine?