Taff looked up in surprise, as if he hadn't actually expected Anthony to come at his beck and call. But there he was. He shook his head, "no, nothing. Nothing's wrong." Lying once again to Anthony's face. He should start keeping a tally, he could break some kind of record. He stood up and almost moved to touch his ex, then thought better of it. He motioned for Anthony to squeeze in and sit down. There was enough space for both of them if they were close. "A-are you ok? I mean, how're you feeling?" He asked, trying to be casual and conversational, "its good to see you. You look..better-"