"Yeah," Ryan agreed, a little uneasy now and for new reasons he wasn't yet sure of. "And weird." He'd told himself over and over, Marissa was dead to Summer but not to him, but seeing her had struck him hard. It was a good weird, he though, but that didn't make it any less weird. "I mean, I thought... I guess I didn't really expect I'd ever see her again."

Drawing in a deep breath, shaking his head, he turned to face Lucy better. The distance there wasn't just physical, but that much, at least, he could close between them, moving toward her now. "You okay?"