Tony nodded and cleared his throat. "I seem to have been taken from right before I actually..." He snapped his fingers. "Probably a matter of seconds. I was about to do it and then I was in a tree." He sounded matter-of-fact, but it did bother him to think about. No choice or not, he didn't want to die. Fancy that! All the years he'd been ready and willing and when he finally had a reason to live...
He turned from Happy, hoping the other man didn't catch the emotions flashing across his face. He pulled out two waters and two beers and turned back. "Catch," he said, throwing first the water.