"Some of the blokes, too," Dean admitted with a wink, but the last question darkened his mood again, and he worried his lip with his teeth and he shrugged. "It's a type of cancer. Long name I can't pronounce, but her doctors say with treatment she has a real good chance, so it's not one of the horrible ones, you know? She's already started though, and she needed me home to help take care of things. So..." he trailed of and then tried to lighten the mood, grinning and bumping his shoulder against his friend's, "It wasn't entirely about missing you that dragged me back. Sorry for your ego."