"I hate to think what might have happened otherwise." He shivered, and tried not to think about the same thing happening to Dale or Ronan. "I do. The Leaky has been busy too, and now with preparing for the audition and Christmas, I'm surprised I've found time to sleep."
He shrugged, and wished he could answer that, just so he would have some advice to offer both Atlas and Minerva. "I don't know. I guess they'll have to figure it out themselves."
He knew why Dale was concerned, but there was no reason to be. He dind't answer right away, wanting to find the right words. "I've never felt more sure of anything except music, Dale. It's...it's impossible to describe, but I feel more myself with him than I ever have. I close my eyes and try to imagine my life a year from now, five years, ten years, and only two things are always constant. Music and him. That's how I know."