The more Neville thought about it, the more it was clear there was no smooth way to do this. Everything that crossed his mind was awkward, and he understood the way his father gripped his mother's hand and how he stiffened as soon as he noticed Neville in the doorway. "Hi," he said with a strained smile. "Yeah. I uh... I was hoping to talk to you about something. I know it seems weird but... would you hear me out? I can stay over here if it makes you more comfortable."