[ Tatara shakes his head. Khun won't do it, even if he's not around! That's how much faith he has in him. He might not be totally sane.

He watches Bruno sit, and lets the question marinate for a second. He is okay, right? He's right here with him, on the blanket, beneath the stars...

Ahh, right. A smile crosses Tatara's face, but it's a different sort of smile. It's at once nostalgic, and apologetic. ]

Oh, I get it now. That's why he was being protective. [ We won't discuss the ways he reads Khun's violence. Either way, he places the palm of his hand over the strings of the guitar to mute whatever echoes come out of it. ]

I am okay. And hopefully, I will continue to be okay. So there's no need to worry about me, okay?