Didn't realize it was him at first. When I did, I confronted him, told him to turn around, he swung a fireplace poker at my face. Told him if he didn't put it down, I'd make him. He didn't put it down.

[Definitely a mixed bag of confrontation and provocation... and John's personal anger issues transferring, but he's not going to mention those.]

All I know for certain is that he was making a beeline south-southwest when I ran into him. I don't know what happened after he knocked me out. Ms. Romanov and Mr. Stark said they'd be looking for blood trails, though. It's how they found me yesterday... And I broke his nose and stabbed his arm. If he hasn't tended to those he might still be trailing something.