"Tell me how you really feel," says John, but he doesn't protest it. The overt asshole routine is a hell of a lot better than this guy sidetracking them both with another shot at revenge; it could be worse. He tips his head to Maul and the corridor beyond him, faintly impatient. "We run into trouble, you can throw me to the wolves and make your getaway— but until then, I'll tag along. Deal?"