John was once again at the movement skint in a meditation posture, seeming to be thinking about something. No one had ever been able to figure out what was going on in this genius's mind, though no one even tried, realizing that it was either chaos or a boring list of thoughts. The boy silently scattered his brains over the problem at hand until he was distracted by the abrupt appearance of Lololowka, who left you in front of John without saying a word. The Planeswalker rose from the ground and looked at you. He obviously didn't like the fact that Lololoshka had just brought another stranger here and immediately disappeared without any explanation. — Well, who are you, tell me, please? — He says sarcastically, presenting this question in a rhetorical sense.