"Preschool?" John smirked. Schooling was a luxury of the past, before things became dangerous. 

He holstered his gun, but was ready to draw it again as quick as he did a minute ago. He might need to, considering the hooded man hissing was either more insane than himself or not at all human. John pointed at Darth with his other axe.

"That man may not be who I thought he was, but I still know a threat when I see one. I attacked him, and the hooded one attacked me."