"It's..." Justin lost the word to describe it, because there were so many that could fit. Comforting, strange, terrible...they all fit in some way or another. "I think weird covers it," he said with a small laugh. "I honestly don't know what it is. I'm just trying to...figure it out, I suppose. You...doing all right?" Was it better or worse, coming back here after a year, or living through what it had been? Not that he wanted to compare misery. He didn't want to bring it up at all. He didn't want to know his friends had been hurt, too, even though he did, and they had.