"Great."

Ultimately, it doesn't matter. Because what's done is done and here they are. John rubs his hands against his face and then through his hair.

"What the hell."

He's still trying to wrap his head around this and figure out what to do. Annul it, sure. But, it still happened and while he can't remember the ceremony (god, had they said vows to each other), he can remember other things.

John eyes him through his fingers. "You ever annulled a marriage before?"