There's somebody who doesn't trust anything as far as they can throw it. Ellie follows the look, one corner of her mouth pulled in, her eyes older than the rest of her. Yeah. She's seen that before. She waits for that heartbeat, for him to argue -- and gives a slight nod when he doesn't.

She's seen that before, too.

But the response isn't anything she expected, and Ellie sputters, turns red, and pulls a face at him.

"Shit, how do you know that about her?"

Don't think about the rest. Doooon't think about the rest.