Theo half-listened to Niki speak, returning the smile Greg gave him and dropping his hand from Greg's face, apparently satisfied that he'd chased the frown away.
He leaned back in against Greg but it was partly exhaustion that had him do this now; independent and he'd stumble.
"No." he said suddenly, gripping onto Greg's sleeve and giving Niki a once over. "No, no, he's not... he can't know me." He said, his tone strangely confused. Or maybe not so strangely. "He doesn't know, he can't, I died."