"We walked for a bit. It was really nice," he says, looking down at his feet, still smiling. He feels like a teenager, like he's fumbling along down a road he doesn't understand, but it's one he's happy to walk with Spencer. It feels a little like gossip, which he's never much liked, but at the same time, he can't stop himself. He wants to talk about it and Cosette is easily the person he trusts the most.

His smile fades a little, though, and he shrugs. "But I had a pretty awful premonition. It was strong. I wasn't in the best shape following that. I've been looking for you, actually."