“Are you in danger? Is something… bad happening to you?” How the fuck did you drop out of the sky? His head jerked up, and I went still when I saw the poorly masked desperation in his eyes. Like he wanted to tell me. Like he was about to. I waited as he licked his lips and parted them, taking in a shallow breath. But then he just shook his head sharply and looked away again, down at his bag as he unzipped it. But I hadn’t missed the utter despondence in his gaze before he’d lowered his head.

