"Right," Zack murmured, pulling out a chair and taking a seat. Slowly. Carefully. No sudden movements. Nothing at all that suggested anything but sanity and humanity and see? It was just Zack, here. Not that... that thing from last weekend, at all.

And now that he was sitting down... He had no idea.

"Have you had a chance to talk to Alice, yet?"

She'd seemed about as broken up about this as he was. Only maybe for different reasons. Maybe not. It was hard to tell, with Alice.