[That would be considered clinical depression, Dixon, not that Jon knows anything about it.]

[He leans away from Dixon's reaching hand. Fool him once, sure, but he isn't going to be grabbed and dragged around again. At least not twice in such a relatively short time frame.]

What? Of course it is!

If we're supposed to be doin' this together, we can't just leave other people to get in trouble. Not if we can do something to help.