[He laughs, short and mirthless. Then shakes his head.]

No, hearing he ain't got no one he trusts doesn't do all for helping much. That's something sad what to hear. [But he does smile at John a little, despite himself.] I know how he feels. Not the fear, but the being... broken. And the harsher bits too, if not all in sync. Neither's something good what to try and bear alone. I'm not sure any motherfucker can. [Which is all to say...] So, I hope you're right. Even if he ain't friendly by me, if he's alright, that's what motherfucking matters.