[She can't see him, but the awkward silence as he rubs the back of his neck mostly speaks for itself.]

He was coming south as I was heading north toward the clinic. Didn't realize who it was at first. When I did, I told him to turn around and head back north. Didn't want him going anywhere near you. I asked him more than once to just go north, and he refused. He's got a fireplace poker with him. Knew I'd need to get that away from him if I was going to have a chance wrangling him. I was really just trying to chase the bastard north.

[John sighs.]

Didn't quite work out the way I'd planned.