John is clearly weighing his words, which isn't altogether abnormal, though often he seems to have just the right word picked out ahead of time. This is a more stressed -- more redacted, Blue thinks, but she doesn't necessarily have the right to be frustrated about that -- sort of tone.

"I mean," she says, and sort of gestures at the collection of scars that make up his general being. "You do look like you've seen some shit." Somehow, putting it crudely makes her feel better about the whole thing. "I just -- no one should have to," she finishes, ruffling her hair.

His comment about Kat is so on the mark that her eyes snap back up to his, and for a flash she wonders if he's listening without thinking about it. Probably, not. It's just natural to be worried. That's what she decides to think, anyway. "Good," she says, then adds, "I doubt we'd have to worry, she's kind of a survivor, but. I'd much rather everyone be safe. Not just Kat," she adds, a little embarrassed.