"It has, hasn't it?" Not really, I the grand scheme of things. They'd gone out in February or so, as far as David could remember, which wasn't terribly long ago, but with everything that had happened between then and now, it seemed like a lifetime ago. "Or, well... not really, but it feels like it has, at least."
How had he been? He shrugged. "I've... been." That was the simple answer. "Getting better every day, you know?" He still had times when something happened and he was irreparably reminded of his brother, and it still crushed him, but he was steadily getting better. He wasn't alone. He needed to remember that.
He was about to return-serve the question to Leah, ask her how she'd been, when she told him exactly what was going on, and his eyes widened. "Really?" he blinked a couple times, and then a smile spread across his face. "That's..." he paused. Did he really want to say that it was great without knowing Leah's feelings on the situation? Probably not, he thought, and scratched the top of his head. "How do you feel about it?" he asked, then paused and chuckled. "Most human illnesses aren't communicable to animals, anyway, so I wasn't too worried about that."
Shaking his head in annoyance he huffed an annoyed laugh. "People wanted to make her into a villain," he said in irritation. "Either that or didn't think of the consequences of their actions." Just as viable an answer.
David nodded his head and glanced over his shoulder, then turned to get his jacket from the coat hanger beside his small desk. "We can do that. It's been a little while since I've seen her, anyway." He tugged his jacket on and headed toward the door. "Does she have any teddy bears? If she does, I can explain Mochrie to her similarly."