[ he certainly looks troubled at her words, which is a likely indication that she's hit the mark. His thoughts are much the same as hers - the only difference is that he doesn't trust the Regent, and meeting them only worsened his opinion. Still, she's right. Johnny knows what he's fighting against, but what he's actually fighting for remains frustratingly vague.

For the first time in a while, the question of whether or not he made the right decision floats in his mind. But it's too late to start doubting himself, isn't it? ]

... I know you're not. You can't think that I'm stupid enough to try anything by myself. I wasn't gonna stick around.

[ he kind of wants to talk to her more - this isn't satisfying, this not knowing, and the two of them have enough in common that it feels like they should be able to reach some kind of understanding, especially since their goals are, apparently, similar. Once again, this stupid alien war is just getting in the way. That said, he doesn't need Misa to tell him that hanging around outside a key enemy outpost is dangerous. With a sigh, he sits his hands on the outer rims of his chair's wheels, rolling back a little. ]

You be careful. [ a beat. ] ... If I find out anything useful about this mess we're in, I'll tell you.

[ even if they're on opposite sides - he doesn't care that much. They both just have people they want to save, right? That's what matters. ]