Barbara turned what he'd said against him but he didn't really care. Truth was he didn't remember how to react.
Terry was bottling things up inside. Trying not to be a burden. But that wasn't just it. He honestly didn't know how to respond to everything. Even that question she asked him was hard to answer and he smiled faintly pulling his brown jacket a little closer. It was all he had left from home now. He would stick to it. " That shouldn't be hard to answer. " A ghost of a smirk crept into his features.
"Why not.." Hardly a question and more of a curious statement as he let his eyes close and felt a soft wind touch his face. "Seems to work out just fine for him. I'm probably gonna end up like that anyway.." Alone in a creepy mansion with a dog as his only companion, the way things were headed right now that didn't look like such a bad deal.