On the way home, we talk.
It's uplifting and new; I like it.
I learn things about him.
He's an only child.
His father's name is Carlisle. His mother's a bit of a bitch and just last year his father remarried to a much nicer woman. He calls her mum, but her name's Esme.
He seems cagey when he talks about his mum.
And I understand 'cause I've been there. I tell him that he can tell me when he's ready and he smiles relieved, before going on to talk about music.
I smile indulgently.
He notices and smiles at me.
I am pleasantly surprised when I hear that his favourite music is Evanescence.
Then he laughs when he hears that Alice used to chase me around the house to get me to turn the very same music down.
His laugh is enchanting.
I want to hear it again.