John can't help but smile at Radar's secretive delivery of the question--or the way his chest tightens to think about the idea of seeing her more often.

God, he's got a crush on a goddess. What the fuck?...

He shrugs, smile growing at the notion. "I dunno--but I did see Kora at that beach party during the summer. She came to get that little pouch I had around my neck for a while, 'n she said Serranai sent her."

He pauses, tipping his head as his smile turns thoughtful--more deliberately than anything.

"I also swore my oath...'bout a day or so before the whole Blight thing went down."

He reaches up again to tap the bead hanging around his neck--the same one he gave Radar to hold onto.

"And me, serving her, lent you the favor she gave me...neither one of us caught the damn thing. Something to think about."