He'd still been looking down when Adrian blew by him on his way, turning up large puffs of snow as he charged. Johnathon flinched in surprise, his head shooting up as he spun on his heel in the snow, looking towards where Adrian was going. The look on his face hadn't been a happy one from what little he had seen, but even with only a fluttering cloak to look at his intentions were clear. Instinctively, Johnathon put his hand out to try and reel back the fighter, but Adrian was long gone and he couldn't have gotten between those two if he tried, at this distance. Crom took the words directly from his mouth, and a disbelieving "The hell?" slipped from his mouth as he watched the developing brawl. He looked over towards Crom, unsure of what to do, and saw that the other man was also opting to simply watch. A glance towards Griff yielded much the same. Letting the poor kid get hurt was definitely out of the question but in all honesty he deserved a shot at Soah for that comment. John took a hesitant step forward, unable to do anything and strangely content with that. "Shouldn't we stop this?" He asked the remainder of the group, a little nervous about his own inaction and their apparent disinterest.