Slevin offered her his arm after he'd put his coat and shoes back on. "So, straight off - I've got ataraxia, and you really concern me. Which concerns me. I'm wondering how much of my past to share. You mentioned we're fictional - what if I'm from something you can just pick up and see my past?"
He bit his lip, closing his eyes. That would be difficult to explain. And part of him felt guilty for not missing Lindsay quite as much as he should. But she was in that other world. He'd deal with his feelings after he figured out what he could and couldn't tell Lisa.