"Yeah," Topher said, glancing down. "Me neither."

Not that it was the same thing or anything -- he'd never made anyone do stuff they didn't want to yet -- but god, he could really live without the memory of being such a passive idiot.

"I was telling Ben, it's not like it was all your fault, anyway," Topher offered, even though he still wasn't sure how much of that he believed. "I mean. I gave you my stuff, right? Not exactly a genius move."