"That's awesome, man. I-- yeah, I have no idea what I want to do, really. So figuring that out is step one." Johnny's honestly a little envious-- he wishes he had something clear like that, a goal, something he always wanted to do with his life. He couldn't even figure it out enough to pick a major in college before Ralph took him.

He takes Max's arm (damn, he's beefed! Well, he is a baker, and it's not like they have stand mixers in Victorian times), letting him lead them back to the inn. "Sure, I like meeting new people. I didn't really get the chance to like... connect with any other blind folks before coming here, so... that's good too."