John wants to know. John wants to know if it's anybody's fault so he can go kick some ass and he wants to know how so that he can try to keep it happening again, but on the whole, Dave... doesn't look like he's doing very well, and John figures that asking for details would be pretty much exactly the worst thing to do right now.

He does stop and blink at the revelation that they're all Players, though. <<'Oh. I am? Huh.'>> It's definitely a step up from last week, anyway. He shrugs a little <<'Well, whatever, you're still going back to bed, man, you look like shit.'>>

He reaches out for Dave's wrist, catching hold of it like Dave has often done to him, and starts walking. You may not have absconded before getting cornered, Dave, but John's going to get you out of here now.