Malachi nodded. He kind of felt bad for this guy. It seemed like he was so stressed out, but he hid it so well.

"I will. Don't worry about it. Im one of the few people she listens too. Sort of." He smiled just barely. "Are we going to stay here much longer? I would like to get Jo back into a contained area. She's much easier to deal with alone."

After the long, awkward silence, Nev's comment surprised Malachi. He thought for a moment berger answering.

"Yeah, I guess I do. I don't know how I lived without her before." He smiled a little at his staggering, stumbling Johanna. "She helped me out of a bad way, and she's saved my life on multiple occasions, including the first time we met. My dad never did forgive me for that one before he died," Malachi joked. He paused for a minute before cautiously asking, "So... are you and Mel... close?" There was no formal way to ask that question, Malachi realized.

Malachi laughed out loud. "Come around? To Johanna? Doubtful. Especially not after tonight." He paused contemplativly. "Although, now that I think about it, you and Jo would probably get along well. Johanna is aggressively protective of me. You seem like a fun guy. She is so fun when she's not acting super tough, or drunk." Malachi smiled at memories. "Although, not all the things she does are legal. She is sort of used to making the rules, or playing by none at all. She has been the general, or commander, or whatever of several armies. One was here, actually. Have you ever heard of a French commander named Joan? She was Johanna's best friend. They were like sisters. Johanna tried for so long to get back here, but couldnt find her way back without me."

Oh dear. Malachi sensed that there was more behind Nev's words. He was so curious, but his limited social intelligence told him he shouldn't ask. "I was forced to be the best education-wise. My father wanted me to become him. I had to be perfect, always. Now that he's gone, and I have her, I still try to be sometimes, out of instinct. Old habits die hard, you know? She is always there to pull me back into the real world when I start trying ro micromanage my life the way my father did." Malachi stopped and thought. "Do you guys need help? Johanna is sort of supposed to be the guardian of the multiverse. She gets sent wherever justice is needed. If your World needs real help, we can take this to the top and make it right. That's what we are for." Malachi adjusted Johanna on his shoulder. "Only if you need it. We try not to interfere to much."

Malachi attempted a shrug. That proved difficult with all Johanna's weight on him. He respected Nev for trying to do something hard, even though it seemed impossible. Whatever was wrong with this world, it must be bad. "Well, the offers always open. She has overthrown a few corrupt governments I think, but it's only the ones where there is no futures where they fix themselves. If she does that, but there is a likely future where the corrupt government falls, it messes with the space-time continuum. The worlds don't support that kind of power as well as the Order does. She can still help, but if you are destined to fix your own government, she cannot kill your leader. You have to do that yourself."