"Yeah, you said that." And at the time he'd appreciated it. Left to himself- hell, left for a cold-minded adult to work with, he might have slipped into anger or rage. But she'd been gentle-handed and careful, and young enough that he didn't want to argue. That sense of cosmic karma shutting him the hell up.

"Okay, look at your wrist, try real hard to think of somethin' blue that oughta be there."