"Then you can help me find the recipe, and we can each be on our way. I won't come back and kill you, and you won't have to deal with that. Sound good?" JJ watches his hands, looking for any sort of strain on his arms indicating a trigger pull. If he sees anything, he's prepared to duck, and roll to the right simultaneously in order to not get killed by the bullet. He may take some damage, but damage is better than death.