[ Freezing at her touch, John makes himself focus on her words. It sounds- well, it sounds fucking dangerous. But it also sounds necessary. ]

Throw them in the goddamn ocean and let them crumble, [ he grumbles under his breath, but he has no idea if that's actually feasible. ]

I hope you hurry. It'll take a while to march an army to Redgate, but it won't take as long as we'd like.

[ And there will still be all the people there. ]

How can I help?