It was one thing to say, hey, I want to tell you about this thing and quite another to actually do it, actually talk about it, and Jag's gaze dropped again as he straightened up from leaning against Coby's knee, a small frown on his brow.

"It's..." He licked his lips, forced himself to look up from his hands, not to create more fire, he needed to do this, not be distracted. He met Coby's gaze, his own eyes full of not quite muted emotions. "About that night. When we got into those fights, and... About what was going on with me."