"I just..." Emmett glanced around the room, looking for a different spot to focus his gaze. He hadn't actually meant to cause that wince, and now he sort of hated himself. "I've mentioned it was bad there, that I hadn't wanted to go, but I don't get a voice in any of this. It's fine, I'm normally better at it. Accepting that."
Emmett schooled his expression back into a neat, calm, expressonless smile. "It's not my place, though, sorry, I get that."
He hadn't mentioned Jacob up and leaving him just like that while he settled in though.