This was where Aleksy's brain stopped working, for the record.
It was one thing to tell Thorne that. One thing to trust a friend with. Lucas was a stranger, and an antagonistic stranger to boot, and just--not someone he wanted to know about any part of that part of his life--not a friend. "I," he said, and hopefully anyone listening would forgive him the stutter, the choke in his words. "I have no idea what you mean," he said. "I. I."
He hung up the phone.
Chrystali
