"It'd be quite a risk," Jon mutters, rubbing his face. Even despite his reluctance, he doesn't look disinterested, per se, but hesitant. "I'm certain you understand that, what with my social ties, I'm not exactly... well-liked by the town. Doing as much to Dahlia specifically would practically be like detonating a bomb on whatever life I've built here. You're well-aware of how that worked out for Neil, I'm sure."