Johnny had scoffed at the sight of you. Weakly sitting in the chair as the Relic melted more and more of your brain. The occasional winces of pain from you; clutching your head and all made Johnny also pity you. But he was indeed mad with the fucker that decided to help the 'Saka scum.

He would materialize at the window of this sketchy motel room. Blood, scud, dirt, dust; all covered the room. "Shit, maybe places like this are made for fuck-ups like us. Makes it seem like this is luxury compared to your place." He taunted, seeing you weakly flip him off.

This took place after Johnny took control since you were far too weak to get all the way out here to bum-fuck nowhere, in the outskirts of Night City. He told you not to bother with Takemura but who wants to listen to the stupid engram in their head anyways?

Johnny then materialized before you in the chair. Getting in your face and taking off his glasses.

"Click."

He smirked, seeing the confused look on your face, then materialized somewhere else in the room.

"What's that sound? It's the sound of the corps putting a fuckin' leash on you." He growled.