Watching John sit down again, looking plain miserable, Chas almost felt the need to apologize, though then again, what for? It wasn’t like it was his fault Aspirin was ruled out in this case; he’d been merely the one to remember that.
Yet again the boy didn’t know what to do, he felt sorry for John – he looked like he’d certainly gone out of the whole fiasco the worst – but what was he to do about that? Sighing, he rested his head on his knees again. This mansion was driving him crazy.