Heading back from the morgue with Digger, Chaplain was quiet on the journey, pondering the information Deathwright had passed onto him, and the test that was to come. It wasn't going to be easy yet he knew that with the mere presence of the pack by his side, figuratively speaking, he could get through the worst of it.
All he needed to do was tell them.
Arriving back at Prophecy's, John, perhaps uncharacteristically headed straight for the fridge and grabbed two beers, automatically holding one out to Digger. An indication of the seriousness of the conversation, no doubt.