It's hard, all of it is, but Neil bucks up about it and takes a deep breath. He nods, because Goodnight speaks to him now the way that he spoke when Neil first arrived in Darrow: soft and authoritative, knowledgeable.

"No, I'm not--it's just not going to do anything to be all fussed up about it, I guess. You know?" He leaned back on the sofa, like he might disappear into the cushions. "Being angry doesn't do anything. So I'm better off just...trying to move on. And not mentioning my boyfriend around that teacher ever again."