"Heh," Kevin snorted. Here he was, supposed to be comforting Drew for whatever it was that was eating away at him, and he was retreating into himself. Thank heaven he caught himself doing that, there would be none of that right now. Especially right now.
Kevin picked up his cup and blew on it, ignoring the tremble in his lower lip. He took another hot sip and breathed deeply, composing himself.
Replacing the mug on the arm of the chair and forcing a grin on his face, he looked down at Drew.
"We'll be fine, right? Stiff upper lip and all that."