You don't have anything to say back after a guy's poured his heart out to you? Not even what your favourite thing to do these days is?

[ he doesn't give thorns much of a chance to answer. a second passes, two.

then—his hands are firmly back on the wheel before he starts to pull away from the waterfront. ]

Just kidding. I know it without you even telling me. You're always complaining, but you're having sooooo much fun these days, aren't you? Wonder why.