I think 'bout blowing it off. Asking him something mundane. Something easy. Seen any good movies lately? Laugh it off and pretend like he doesn't look fucking miserable. For about half a second, I'm almost worried somethin' happened with Eostre or the girls, but for whatever reason, I trust he would've told me 'bout that by now. This is somethin' different.

"What's goin' on?" I ask simply, 'cause he sure as hell can't believe I'm gonna take the hint and mind my own fuckin' business.