"See, see! This is exactly what I said would happen. What always happens. You get bored, you get lonely, you spend a few days with me and then you dump me off in a prison. You only kept me around cause eyecandy's having doubts about you and I was the entertainment for the week," John said with a smug smirk on his face, slamming his hand down onto the railings to make his point. Yes, it hurt, but he found it easier to fall into cocky than sad. Never show weakness, that was very important in his line of work. And, naturally, in prison. So it was worthwhile to get into the zone of it now.

He wasn't deluded, he was aware that this was his fault again but he never could help himself. This was just who he was. And he thought not using bullets would please Jack for once. Apparently not.

"And then he says bullshit like 'oh I don't want to see you suffer'. I mean give me a fucking break, Jack. You just tried to knock my teeth out," Rolling his eyes, John slumped over the rails and gave the Doctor a pointed look. "Hurry up then, nearest prison. Chop, chop!"