Tris nodded, but didn't look at Landon. Not that Lan had seen his father bite it, or anything, but still. The wound wasn't exactly that old. "So, right, now that we've had depressing topic of the day, let's venture into something more cheerful. Like ..."
"The fact that we've finally found a flea collar that will work for you?" Lan asked Tristan with a little grin.
"Wasn't really where I was headed with that, but okay. So," he said to Eline. "Apparently, they found this flea collar that will work for me now."