"What, no plans for the future?" John asked, hardly able to believe that. Then again, it wasn't like he had any either, now, but he'd figure something out. Maybe settle down? He snorted inwardly. Yeah, he'd settle down. He'd settle down when a dragon tells him he should. After a moment's consideration, he realized that that wasn't much of a good condition. They were going to be setting out to find a mythical tree, after all.