[It was painfully obvious that Dick and this stranger had a history and J gasped at the blatant insult. To speak like that to someone who was plainly a passenger was something that didn't register in J's brain. He'd been onboard long enough that the indoctrinations had a tight grip on his sensibilities, something that was encouraged every time he looked in a mirror.

Still, he let himself be pulled back behind Dick, confusion clear on his features as he looked between the two men. He wanted to ask...but Dick pushed him away and Slade let him take a few unsteady steps before he reached out to close that large hand around J's upper arm.]

Don't be stupid, Richard. The lights gone green. He goes out by himself now... [He wasn't lying. The soft, LED running lights that lined the corridors had shifted from red to green, signaling to the passengers that the ship had officially crossed into international waters. Right on cue, there was a shrill, pained cry from somewhere on the crowded deck below them, followed by a chorus of laughter from passengers who were apparently watching.

J flinched, dropping his gaze to the deck as a muscle in his jaw twitched.]

Unless you're willing to sacrifice him to save your secret, of course.