[That guilty look lingered until he entered the gas station and wandered over to the coffee machine. Right well, at least John didn't remember the last few minutes after that. And he wasn't going to say a thing unless he had to.]

No, Moriarty's definitely dead. But I know what he's going to do next.

[At least, he could do something, if he was in London. Who knew what would happen now? He looked sour at that.]

There's no point in it now! We're stuck here, aren't we? Is Mary with you?