"Oh...huh. I guess that's what I meant, he'd have nowhere to go if he did." But that's definitely a little different than what he imagined. He wouldn't call John a parasite, but he was definitely still attached.

He frowns, trying to figure out exactly how that would work, "Wait-" He wants to get it right in his mind before he tries to wrap his head around how that probably affected the both of them. Memory and the shape of it, losing and gaining was always a hard subject to the affected and those around them. "How long were you gone for? I mean, time is fucked, but like, here versus home? And when you say dragged...uh, his mind went with you and his form didn't?"