So I think we need time to reflect, and reflection is part of the beauty of the goddess moon, she takes the harsh rays of the sun and transmutes them to the soft healing blue moonlight.
John has stood under the sun too long and so to has JB, this anger you both hold is because of that unremitting glare baking your minds, nobody ever got moon burn just a little chilly perhaps.
At the next available opportunity, take yourselves out into the moonlight she is a waning crescent now, and take in her breathtaking beauty, because you can stare at her all night without damage, just take a coat and your favourite warming drink and relax your little selves because all this anger is unseemly.
Unfortunately Masalang is fucked though, he's getting moonstomped.