Keltan's fault? Yeah right. He'd have every right to wack Jess one. He'd kissed his girlfriend. The more he thought about it, the more he hated himself. Jenn was his best friend and yet he felt something deeper than that which he could not in a million years describe.

He couldn't help but smile when she placed her hand on his arm, looked into his eyes and told him firmly it was her fault more than his. (Which it wasn't, but he wasn't going to tell her that right now. He certainly didn't feel like getting into an argument over who's fault it was. "Yeah, I suppose I am pretty thick," He tapped his head lightly with one hand, and returned her wink. Might as well try and keep his spirit up, wouldn't want to let it sink any lower. He actually felt sorry for Jenn. Here she was, most probably feeling horrible by the looks of things, and stuck between her boyfriend and her best friend. Her must've been more in a mess than his.

"Yeah," he said, with a small yawn, "The winds," A small grin appeared on his face.