Well, if it wasn't anxiety about meeting new people, then it could only be one thing. Marcie drew her knees up too, leaning one arm on them and dragging her fingernail through the carpet with the other hand. She didn't watch Kaden, she didn't want him to feel like he was being stared at.
All this balled up grief made extrapolating the real reasons for Kaden's behaviour difficult. She took a breath, trying to decide how to approach it. "So it's about him," she said softly, letting the breath out again.