Heather laced her fingers with his. Squeezing lightly. "I don't think this has to do with either one of those. This is just one of those very unfortunate things that sometimes happen." Hadn't that been what Kenchy had said to her?
She had been about to say that much, that he took better care of other people, than he did himself. And perhaps he was bored. Far to used to doing so much, for it to suddenly grind to a halt.