Brady said.
I swiped a chip from Griffin’s plate and tossed it into my mouth. Advantage of speaking telepathically: I could talk while I chewed.
Layla said, taking another feral bite of her Reuben. Girl was pissed.
Brady said,
Layla said.
She smiled at him viciously around a mouthful.
I offered by way of pep talk. I had scant material to choose from.
Hunt corrected.
I sighed.
We all ate in silence for a while, lost to our own freaked-out thoughts. Griffin pressed his thigh to mine, rubbed his hand along my leg a few times.
Finally, I said,
Griffin asked.
Layla bubbled with a laugh that sounded slightly unhinged.
Griffin scowled at her.
He turned his face toward mine.
I smiled, the first real, happy one of the day. At least we knew we were allowed to openly be together in this reboot too.
Layla said,
No immediate answer came.
Layla continued.
Hunt said.
Layla said.
I said,
Brady said.
Griffin said with another crunch of a chip.
Brady said.
Layla said.
I ventured.
