[ John leans back again, eyeing her. His arms go back behind his head. Her visit has, at least, served a purpose. She was right; talking it out helped to get what was bothering him out of his head. The problem was, it had put something else in. It had put her, and what might be wrong with her, into his head. ]

You knew that when you came in here.

What happens, when you talk to Future John like this? Does it solve all his problems?