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Chloe Sullivan:
If it isn't my favorite Martian. Looks like you're enjoying the return of your powers.

John Jones:
At a cost. Dr. Fate's final act was to restore my Martian abilities instead of saving his own life.

Chloe Sullivan:
What happens with the helmet now?

John Jones:
According to Hawkman, someone worthy will be drawn to it. They'll become the next Dr. Fate.

Chloe Sullivan:
What's next for you?

John Jones:
My time as a detective has allowed me to protect humans on a very personal and individual level. I've enjoyed that. So I will be able to protect and serve, using every tool I've got.

Chloe Sullivan:
Me too.

John Jones:
Dr. Fate was inundated with a constant flow of visions and information, but there is a limit to how much knowledge someone can have. It drove him to the edge of sanity, and he fell off. I don't need my telepathy to know you run that risk yourself.

Chloe Sullivan:
The golden helmet possessed by ancient spirits and the Watchtower are two entirely different things. I can handle it.

John Jones:
[holds Chloe's hand] I only say because I care. You and Clark, Oliver. You're my family here.