"It happens to the best of us," Mike reasoned, which was true no matter how one looked at it. Everyone died eventually no matter what. Some much younger than should have ever been fair.
Mike shifted, rearranging his laptop underneath his arm and then nodded a little like he got it. And maybe he did. He wasn't super special, but he understood now a little bit about shine, about how some people had it more than others and maybe there was something in him too, even if it was harder to gauge now -- considering. But Dan... once he stepped into an evil place. "It came out to play completely," Mike finished the thought.