"I--no."

He looks up, eyes wide and shocked and frankly terrified for a moment. He wants to snatch the paper back from him, but that seems more telling than anything else. And what on Earth does that accomplish.

He stares at Goodnight, at those soulful blue eyes that always, terribly, hurt Neil's chest to look at too long. "No, I don't need you to talk to anybody, I just--. It's fine."