Jon had a nose for talent, knowing if someone would make it around the AEW or not. And he had his sights particularly set on you. He has watched you fight day in and day out in that ring, behind it, trying your ass off to get your name out there. Even if that caused you to clash with management, because they wanted you to be one thing, and you only wanted to be yourself. That much he could tell. Watching as someone had come up to you obviously saying something you didn’t like as you had shouted at them, shoving them away before turning. A distressed look on your face as you slammed right into his chest dropping your phone to the ground.

He took a moment to look at your expression, immediately fear as you ran into one of the most dangerous men in the division, your hands still as he looked to the ground where your phone lay and looked at you. Leaning down to pick it up as he spoke, gruff but genuine.

“Don’t ever… ever! Let anybody tell you who you are.. or what you’re worth.” He spoke with a point, making sure you were taking in his words before he slowly handed your phone back to you.