[ John splays his hands in front of him, a startled Easy, easy. ]

Look, I'm off the warpath. We can all be friends.

[ He picks himself up with exaggerated care, pops his jaw with a hand, rolls his nose around like he's setting something right. All this accomplished is leaving a smudge of dirt on his face. He glances to Billie, all the same. ]

I'm already under heavy guard. [ That being Billie, and obviously a joke. ] But I am going to help... healing the blind, that's right in my wheelhouse.