Once everything was settled, Kavinsky took a second to regret how Jack tucked himself away. He let that chew at him too, and then tucked his hands into his own pockets and started to walk.

They made it about two blocks before Kavinsky had to fish out his cigarette case and light one up, just trying to take the edge off his nerves for a second. Once it was lit, he shoved one hand back into the pocket, and let the other dangle between deep-breathed puffs.

"So," he said after a moment more of silence. "So, what are you thinking this looks like?"