"I'm well aware it was sarcasm, Dave. I was offering you good nature...what are you going on about?" His muttering was, to be quite honest, weirding her out a little. Dave managed to do that on his own from time to time, sure, but it was more what he was saying that had her concerned. Spooked? Doom? And why did that have anything to do with John?

Casually, she sauntered a little closer to lean over his shoulder, a brow raised curiously as she attempted to catch a glimpse at what the boy was typing.

"What's wrong?"