Neville started trying to unwrap the vine from his wrist. It was very persistent - rather like Friendly, he couldn't help thinking - but after a while he managed to get its grip a little looser. He looked up at Justin. "Must be weird," he said, low. "After over a year away." At least he'd been at school last year, even if it had been a misery most of the time. He couldn't imagine coming back after all that time without lessons, without normal school things. And after going through whatever it was Justin had.