[Pokey looks over to the other boy, not really having as much trouble looking at Lucas as Lucas might have looking at him. He takes a deep breath before he speaks again.]

Yeah. I remember. It was our first conversation. That was about eight months ago now.



There is. But not right now. I don't-[Think I've earned it.] think I can really hear it, right now. There's a lot of other things I need to put my mind to, at the moment. And I guess...I'd feel...I don't know what it is. Guilt, I guess. I feel like I'd feel more guilty if I asked anything from you right now.