Dean nodded at her question. "He's my best mate. When we met, we were inseparable. I've only ever gone for a few months without seeing him. Four years is a long time." He chewed on his lip. "It might be. But he's acting so...strange. Everyone's acting so strange."
He closed his eyes. "I just want to see him. I would give up almost everything I have just to see him...but I can't right now." He didn't know what it was that made him trust her. It made no real sense. He didn't know her or who she was affiliated with, but she didn't feel threatening. "He wrote me...in a journal...and I couldn't not answer. I'm a bit of an idiot sometimes..."