[ Gansey nods, even though there’s no one to nod to. His bedroom door is yawning open ahead of him. Beside it is the threat of Adam’s room.

Christ, what is he doing? He pushes his hand through his hair, and keeps talking. ]

Do you?

It sounds nice, talking about nothing. This boy must like the company, especially after a long day. Maybe he even waits to hear from you, when he should just be getting along with his work.