[ this is a wee bit harder to hear than he expected. the only change in john's expression is a shifting into something more neutral; he brings his glass to his lips to sip his whiskey. ]

I mean, you don't gotta tell me the details, but...

[ with the hesitation and carefulness with which his words come, it might be evident that john doesn't want to be too nosy-- not really. but he won't deny that he's curious as to a few things, if only because he does consider may to be a friend: ]

How long were you keepin' that to yourself...? Or just from them?