Bridget frowned. "We a bit, but I didn't find anything interesting, or a way out." Day had come oddly fast.

He frowned again at Allen and his whispered words. It was too much. Bridget had so few friends, that when he made one, he never wanted them to be unhappy.

They might wind up leaving him alone if that happened.

He moved his hand to Allen's back, still making gentle motions. He would have wrapped him into a hug, but he was trying to be at least a bit proper.