"You're not. We're friends. You're allowed to ask about me."

I actually wasn't sure about that. I probably wouldn't pry into someone's life like that but Sybil had good intentions, I can tell. Maybe someday I'd tell her about part of my life, at least how it started. Some of the things in between... those were better left out.

"And I mean it. Don't let me find out you've been walking around by yourself too much," I said, trying to give her a smile to show I was joking. Mostly. I imagine the smile didn't look all that natural or convincing.