Once he's dressed, he fingers at the faint bruising on his wrists while he waits for Todd. He can't quite wipe the small smile off his face. This relaxed feeling, man, he didn't realise how much he had craved the release that came with the loss of responsibilities and control.

"Good." John comes over and helps Todd button his shirt up. "I'll go through the gate first. I'm not going to look back when I go." Because he will be fighting the temptation to stay, or worse, try to follow Todd.