In Memoriam

[Graham gets up, Dante has his arms crossed and looks visibly annoyed.]

Graham: Hey… rough bus ride?

Dante, looking off his shoulder: Not really.

Graham, looking concerned: What’s up?

Dante, uncrossing his arms and looking off the opposite shoulder: I’m just a little… on edge.

Graham: Is this because of Tobias?

[Dante side glances and nods.]