John looked up and said “I’m sorry love...but from how Chas puts it, I think Serena is making sure your justice is being handled” he sighed and rubbed his face again, not touching the beer yet. “I’ll feel better then they are out of there...then we are back on the hunt for what happened to your mother” he sat up again, rolling his neck. He didn’t seem okay like he had been before. Looking drained somehow. 

Serena moved and held the tissue, her eyes now dull. “I’m sorry Chas...I didn’t mean to lose it like that in front of you...I lost my temper...” she tried to stand up fully again, holding her nose. “This happens sometimes...the bleeding...if I push too hard too fast...” she swayed a little then said “let’s go home...we just need to get out of the building then I can take us back...”