He made a noncommittal noise which might have been agreement, or could have simply been a dismissal of her words.
He shrugged when she said she'd share if he did. "My friend was sent home. Away. Where ever they go when they leave here. It's no secret why I'm not feeling up for campfire sing alongs."
He took in her profile when she spoke again. "If they'll make you feel something other than anger, why run from them?"