"Me either." he said simply, but he was lowering his feet to the floor now as he looked on to the other boy. There was something wrong. He had been around the other long enough in his afterlife to know when something was bothering him. Something was up.

That No sounded small and raspy. the way he stood there screamed that there was something up. Not his normal lose and easy way to stand. He leaned on the couch back, watching the other, trying to figure what it might be. He worried that someone told him what might have happened. God, he hoped not. Not yet. Let him be as innocent as he can be.

His gut said that time had passed though.

"You okay?" He said, and reached a hand out to beckon him over to the couch.