"Bless your heart," the Balladeer tells Johnny cheerfully, without missing a beat. He's not really got a lot of patience left for this today either.

Greta's understanding buoys him up, at least. It was her opinion he'd really been concerned about; Johnny and he aren't exactly the best of friends anyway. "Nope!" he replies, patting the hand on his arm warmly. It's not exactly correct - he could probably say what he meant if he intended to lie about something - but it amounts to the same thing. He doesn't go around lying on a daily basis. "All the rifties are just fine. You should feel bad."