Sighing, Greg shrugged rocking back in forth in a sort of 'so-so' way. "Something's up. I don't know what. He's been... we've been... off, lately. It happens. I have a feeling it'll fix itself soon." He took a drink after the admission, still slightly freaked out about how things seemed to just... fall out of his mouth, at Jack. "How about you and Jules? Ever have that trip you'd been meaning to take?"