"Guess so," Thad agreed with a small shrug. Something about it bothered him a little, but he couldn't place what it was, and it didn't make sense to keep poking at it when it really didn't affect him at all.
He smiled appreciatively when their food was brought out, launching into a story he'd heard about a team in the European League and speculating on how it might affect the battle for the World Cup this summer. It was a topic with far more solid footing, and he relaxed into the conversation.