"She says she's being nice to me," he says, blinking up at Neil and raking his fingers back through his hair. Once, working this hard had been something o get resentful over. And sometimes he still is, but even before the explosion a few days ago... not so much.

Maybe it's good to be tired. Maybe it helps him sleep better.

He pushes himself up off the couch with an effort that pulls another groan out of him. "I'm gonna get a shower."