"My cat," She explained without touching the rest of it just yet. "Or rather, my grandma's. A mean old thing that never went away."

Kaine walked up a few more steps but she didn't sit beside him, rather just one step up and off to the side. Maybe it was some subconscious desire to give him more space, even though she thought that was maybe the last thing he needed, one way or the other.

"There isn't a lot to celebrate when Alain's worried, was until he asked to sleep, Roland feels like shit - as you might think he should - and when I'm just worried about you. And I know how you go on about hating that and all that shit but, frankly, you can get over that part or keep pouting about it. Because that's how everyone feels and it's not going anywhere."