Will frowns. “Does this mean I have to leave?” “You can do what you like,” I say, exasperated. “Well, I’m staying,” he says. “I’m making rich friends. Enjoy your tension or whatever is going on here.” He pauses before he goes, touching my arm lightly. “Make good choices.” He turns without another word and disappears back into the party. “He confuses me,” Declan says after a moment. “Try being friends with him.”
