[He realizes, belatedly, that asking a question means getting an answer out loud. He pulls a face when she speaks, glancing back towards Ian, then makes for the bedroom door. There's a narrow hallway on the other side and a set of aging stairs going down to the living room; he leads her as far as the stairs, then turns to her.]
What's up?
[Now that they're out of the room he's more intent on her, concern wrinkling his brow.]
no subject
What's up?
[Now that they're out of the room he's more intent on her, concern wrinkling his brow.]