"Probably it was." Desmond said, nodding. Admittedly, he hid the parts of it that people would think were fucked up, fairly well, mostly because he hadn't come to terms with the fact it wasn't normal until he'd run away. Your dad making you train until two in the morning because you weren't the best in your age group was definitely not something you told people.
"And that sounds fantastic. We've got a good group of people going, actually. And there's a nice cafe about a quarter of a block away. It shouldn't be a long wait this time of day."