She opened her mouth to reply, but then... what could she say? She’d expected him to say something cutting, of course, something barbed, but... she’d expected it to be open-ended. Something she could turn back toward him. Bait for their banter.   Go Away   was not that. And besides, he looked... distressed. He didn’t look the way she felt, like she’d stepped onto a new road, precarious but exciting. He looked... distraught.