Zatanna sighed. "Well, can you at least throw me a hint? It's been weirding me out since he called a couple months back. He's still John, but it's like there's...little pieces missing." She sat back in her chair, making a frustrated gesture. "And he's about as communicative about anything that makes him uncomfortable as your average teenager. I can tell it bothers him, but I don't know how to help or even how not to make it worse."