Although Jack had said desire isn't a bad thing if they were both willing, if John didn't want to enjoy inflicting pain...

"Then I won't ask that of you."

His gaze lingers on where their hands are linked, palm to palm, fingers threaded between each other. He lets out a quiet breath, wings curving around to gently cocoon them both.

"Let's walk this path together. How to be better than we were. How to choose different things. All three of us." Quieter, he adds, "Jack was worried we didn't want him around."