"Wolves are survival, and wounded hearts are despair, so I'm following survival to despair?" Graham's expression twisted into a smirk somewhere between amusement and confusion. "I don't know. And white wolves are victory. Really? I think it's all rubbish. I spent about twenty minutes and gave up in frustration."
Yes. He made it twenty minutes.
"So if you're crazy, at least you've company. Wolf-following, won't-listen-to-reason company."
Alright. That was plain humor, minus the confusion.