Johnny suppresses a sigh. It seems everyone knows about this guy, but no one can stop him.

"From what I understand he basically lives here," he says. "This is like his domain, or something. And yeah, he has. Does. Frequently." He looks down, fiddling with his teacup. He doesn't like to go all sob story on people with this, but... he almost can't help it, either. It's so hard to forget him, what he feels like - Zagreus has made sure of that. "Most nights."

He glances up and forces a weak grin. "I'm one of his favorite toys," he says with the air of a joke, but it comes out a little sick-sounding.