"You'll figure it out." He had no doubt about that.
"I'm glad it's not me." He was not ready for any of that kind of stuff. "You did it before and you'll do it again. It's like riding a bike. You never forget." He had no idea what he was talking about. It sounded good, though.
"Oh, gee, now that stuff might actually happen." He glanced around. "It listens," he whispered. "Umm..." He could tell his dad what happened between himself and Scott, but he didn't really feel like it. "Nothing going on with me."