Indigo kept his eyes on Eamon even as the other boy's gaze drifted away. Part of him was afraid that if he looked away he'd drift away, or perhaps run away. Or maybe he'd discover that he wasn't actually here at all, and Indigo had conjured him from his own loneliness. But no, it seemed that he was actually there, and he didn't seem to be planning on running away.

Indigo had started nodding as soon as he finished the first question. He was trying to be as casual as possible, so as not to scare him away. "Yeah. Yeah, that sounds like a good plan. Do you want to choose first?"